Some days when I am alone, and thinking of you, the distance between us, no matter how much, seems unbearable. I want to run to you and slip a note into your heart that says “I Love You.” The ink from the paper, that was pounded on from the typewriter would slowly sink into your bones and heartbeat, and there the words would rest forever. Then when I am alone, and thinking of you, I know you will feel the words I wish I was speaking to you.
