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Five feet apart
<p>Five feet is not a lot.</p><p>Not when measured against oceans.</p><p>Not when measured against countries.</p><p>Not when measured against the years people spend searching for someone who feels like home.</p><p>And yet, five feet was enough to break a heart.</p><p>I used to think love was found in touch.</p><p>In fingers intertwined.</p><p>In foreheads pressed together.</p><p>In the warmth of another person lingering on your skin.</p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/IMG_5836.jpeg"/><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Then I met you.</p><p>And suddenly love became something else.</p><p>A glance held a second too long.</p><p>A smile from across the room.</p><p>A thousand words spoken in the silence between us.</p><p>You stood there,</p><p>always just beyond reach,</p><p>like a wish the universe wasn't ready to grant.</p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/IMG_5835.jpeg"/><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Some days I hated the distance.</p><p>I hated the way it turned simple things into impossible things.</p><p>How something as small as holding your hand felt larger than the moon.</p><p>But on other days, I loved it.</p><p>Because if five feet could not stop me from loving you,</p><p>then maybe what I felt was real.</p><p>Maybe love was never meant to be measured in inches.</p><p>Maybe it was measured in the way you became the first person I looked for.</p><p><img src="/media/inline_insight_image/IMG_5837.jpeg"/><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>The way your laughter made bad days softer.</p><p>The way my heart learned your name before my lips ever dared to say it.</p><p>And if loving you meant standing still while every part of me wanted to run into your arms,</p><p>then I would have stood there forever.</p><p>Five feet away.</p><p>Looking at you.</p><p>Choosing you.</p><p>Loving you.</p><p>Even when the distance refused to love us back.</p>
Five feet apart
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