I keep asking myself- what is distance?
Is it two people who care for each other, being miles apart?
Is it driving for hours just to see them?
Is it planning a visit, but not being able to make it happen for months?
No, that is not distance
It’s going to the store, and seeing their favorite candy on sale 
It’s watching TV, and having the main character mention their name
It’s listening to your iPod, and having that song you danced to in the car play on random
It’s going shopping and thinking, ‘Oh, they’d like this’
It’s coming across an old picture of the two of you and remembering all the fun you had
But really
It’s leaving your phone on silent because you can’t bare to speak to them without wanting to cry
Even if they are just words on a screen
It’s getting angry at the miles, and taking it out on your family
It’s not being able to sleep
Because the ache of missing them is too much
But most of all
It’s being curled up in a ball, praying to disappear 
And the only one helping you to exist
Is a world away
Now that

That is distance