(005)

‘There is too much between us.”

There are seas and days and distances across time that only light knows, there are too many paths that our selves will never take. The distance is too far, too far to see or hear or drink or swim or dream. And when we have reached the edge of what we know, we look out into the distance and see only unknown.

“I wish I could say that I know you too well.”

But not enough.

Even as the warmth of our hands change each particle in the universe, the motions of our hearts send stars into motion. Even as the wind moves and the stars shine and all that we once though was certain will eventually fade; the ways that I knew all the pathways across your skin; the colour of your blood as it drips from a cut finger; every memory of you will fall like rain into nothingness, lost amongst all the nothing that every person has ever known.

But still, nothing is never enough.