We are all wanderers who keep each other warm.
What separates us is not a few centimeters of intimacy, but a whole heart. You won't understand why I shed tears, and I don't understand the pain of the bullet passing through your chest. However, even if it is still, it will be gone in the end.
What separates us is not a few hours' drive, but a whole continent. You wear the old sweater I gave you, and I carry the umbrella you left here and forgot to take away. However, the long distance cannot stop me from missing you.
What separates us is not a few light years, but an entire paradise. You are in the sea that is out of reach. I am carrying sneakers that are one size larger than my feet. However, I can no longer wait for you to come back from the past at sunrise and sunset.
How are you? Stay safe. I'm not good, I'm covered in wounds.