TO MYSELF

You think it is getting closer
It ain’t
You get deceived
Blinded by emotions

It is near
Yet there are those little distances
Which matter
That space is not yours
The ripples you create
May not reach across

Do not throw those pebbles
They may just hurt
Admire
The beauty of knowing
The joy of sharing

Someday perhaps
The distances will disappear
The souls will merge
And float blissfully
In the unifying space
Full of love
Full of bliss