distance
alone
away
time
space
between
really knowing
each other
~
no one knows me
I don’t know anymore
I thought I knew
myself
~
I thought I knew you
further and further
time pushes and pushes
further and further
away
~
I’m unfamiliar
to you, to me
~
who are you ?
who am I ?
does anyone really know
each other
~
I’m never there
you’re never there
we never share
each other
~
distance
~
Geo Sans 
Reblogged this on Nature’s Abhorred Vacuum.
the real distance is that one build of silence and indifference, we made bridges every word we lovingly direct to someone :)
silence
~
out of sight out of mind
past tense
I like the very inspiring way you write – thanks for sharing your poetry. FGM
thanks
for commenting
~
I always
appreciate input
Distance. Or closeness. Both exist. I prefer to align with the latter. For me, it’s about sustaining connections.
agreed
~
sometimes
some solitude
elicits our
gratitude
In the togetherness of that which is in all of us,
I am you, you are me, we are, one-self,
your beautiful photos, a reflection.
breathing
in
solitude
~
everywhere
in
togetherness
So close and yet so far away. Or perhaps neither…
finding myself
in
lost moments
Perfect imagery for the theme of your writing – really enjoyed reading your poetry.
thank you
for
your kindness