The Space Between Us

A heartfelt exploration of uncertain love longing and the complexities of human connection

Your absence.
Your silence.
It’s back once more—
and I have to cope with it.

I must mean it,
when I say I love you every time.
Because I’m still here,
waiting for you,
even though I haven’t seen you in days.

We never made anything official,
yet you have me.
Like I told you once—
I would always be there for you.
I hope you noticed that.

We’re an ocean apart,
yet you have my heart,
my love.
I don’t know if you value it.
I feel like you do,
but your actions
don’t always speak the same language.

The way you act—
it could be read a thousand ways.
And I’ve chosen to read it
with understanding.
With logic.
With love.

Yes, I’m dramatic.
Yes, I overthink.
Yes, I care too much.
But that’s just what love does to me.

I can only offer
my most pure,
sincere,
uncomplicated love.
And a heart that tries to understand you,
even when you don’t make it easy.

I try not to bother.
I’ve done a pretty good job.
But that doesn’t mean
it doesn’t kill me inside.

Your absence consumes me.
And not in the best way.

I don’t know if you love me.
You claimed love.
You promised love.
But now… I can’t see it.
Not clearly.

And still—
I’m here,
waiting.
I won’t be gone.

But will you?

Only you know that.