Hello

If you choose to leave. Good luck, I hope you don’t regret your decision.

If you choose to stay. I hope the wait was worth it.. I hope that your first hello reminds you why you didn’t want to leave them, your first hug reminds you why you missed them, and your first kiss reminds you why you love them. And you realize that every day you’ve had to be apart, every hour you couldn’t sleep, and every minute you spent missing them was made completely worth it just by that first moment back together. Because in that hello, hug and kiss you were reminded why you waited. And the wait was so worth it.

The Space Between

So now you’re apart.. for who knows how long. Days.. weeks.. months.. you read a letter from them, or catch a faint whiff of their smell from a t-shirt you have, you may hear their voice – you may not. Songs remind you of them, maybe you pass a place that you guys used to like, or their favorite band comes into town. Whatever it is.. you miss them. A lot. So now you have one of two choices to make.

You can stay and wait to say “I love you” to their face.
Or you can leave and try to one day find someone else to say it to.

Ready... Set... Don't Go

So what do you have? Is it enough to hold on to even though the only thing you wrap yourself around at night is air. It’s amazing how much someone’s presence can affect you. How If they even step in the room you get butterflies, how pathetic you feel when they leave for an hour – and you miss them. How sometimes you glance at them and can’t do anything but smile, or catch their glance and still can’t do anything but smile. You start doing things together, sharing accomplishments and defeats – and you start intertwining your lives, instead of just your fingertips. And then one day you wake up without them, and you realize that it’s also amazing how much someone’s absence can affect you. You listen to the same songs on repeat, you can’t fall asleep, you completely blow your diet. You thought you would be okay being apart; that you were ready to conquer the distance. And then you get to “good bye” - the moment where you have to let go of them, and your once intertwined fingers slip apart. And you realize that you completely underestimated how hard it would be without them.

Pointing Fingers

People blame relationship failures on distance all the time. But the distance between someone is only as far as you make it. Is it really worth giving up on someone you love just because you can’t see them everyday? Is that all your love is? Seeing someone everyday, being able to hug them or give them a kiss. Because if giving up a lifetime of good night kisses Is easier than giving up a few for the time being, then it wasn’t distance that made the relationship fail. It was you.