#dear distance

[myfriendismovingon]

Dear Distance by Luis Katigbak

[happinessisathree-letterword]

“There are two varieties of betrayal” she explained. “The first one, everyone is familiar with. That is the betrayal of a moment, the impulsive act that destroys years of trust in one fell strike. That is the suddenly revealed secret, the sudden uncharactersitic infidelity. Everyone has heard that kind of betrayal.” She paused. “The other kind is harder to identify and perhaps even more damaging. It is betrayal via accumulation. And neither party - the betrayer or the betrayed - may be aware of it, but at least not at first. eve in the end, after the damage is apparent they may still not be aware of it as betrayal. but betrayal it is.” She took a long drag on her cigarette, exhaled smoke slowly. 

Excerpt from Dear Distance Luis Joaquin Katigbak

[post-wars]

Bale pastime ko rin ang paglalagay ng karagdagang pabalat na plastic sa lahat ng paperback books ko. 

[post-wars]

In the end, distances and surfaces are all we can ever be sure of, and this is no sad thing. In a world that has accelerated almost beyond recognition, it may be the only comforting thought of which I am still capable.

Luis Katigbak, Dear Distance (Anvil, 2016)

[awaytotheuk]

Dear Distance,

Don't think that I've forgotten about you. How could I? Everyone I know, the people I've grown up with and played on the play ground with, people I've watched struggle and succeed, are getting married or moving in with their partners. You never seem to let me forget how much I want that. And as luck might have it, good things are on the horizon in that aspect. Sure, it's going to take some time but at least the foundation is there. You seem to always want people to learn some sort of lesson. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder," so I'm told every which way. And although that has some truth to it, absence makes the mind grow weary. And thanks to you we can exactly make that part go away. But soon. Some day. Just because we are busy with our lives, on our separate continents, in our separate time zones, that in no way means we don't hate you less. You're the annoying bug that's always on our backs reminding us that at the end of our long days it's still a fairly long way to go until we can enjoy the stillness of the night together, again. I'm writing to remind you that you won't defeat us. In fact, we are getting stronger and one day we will beat you into the ground and we won't have to face you again for a very, very long time.

[awaytotheuk]

Dear Distance,

I haven’t written you in a bit. I’ve been trying to forget that you exist. But reality really knows how to slap a girl in the face.

Today I just wanted to go home to Rob. I wanted to walk in the door and see his face, and kiss him. I want to hug him. Not because my day was bad or anything. Actually, it was a pretty decent day. The sun has made it’s appearance the last couple of days, and I started my new “manager” job at one of our stores.

But I want to be able to share these days with Rob. I want to be able to be in the sun with him. I want the universe to see us shine together.

But as the sun gets lower on my horizon, it has long since passed his. It’s almost a new day there, and I just ate dinner. I just want the imbalance to be corrected. I want to see the same skylines as he does. 

The strain on our rubber-band of love, as I affectionately consider it, is to tight when we are apart. I worry about it snapping. 

And the more I tell my family and friends about our plans, the more I crave that life. 

My point being, I really miss my damn boyfriend, and you distance, you cruel mistress, are a raging bitch.

[a-little-pattience]

Dear Distance:

No vas a salir ganando, y puedo asegurar que voy a poner todo de mi parte para vencerte y pasar por esa emoción de verlo por primera vez. Él es lo que más amo en este mundo y voy a esperarlo todo el tiempo que sea necesario, dos meses, cinco años, décadas..lo que haga falta para estar con él. No voy a dejarlo ir, no permitiré que esto se vuelva rutinario. No voy a hacerlo llorar por alguna idiotez mía, y muchos MENOS por vos..DISTANCIA, siempre voy a estar sacándole sonrisas. Él lo vale todo, la espera, las llamadas de horas por el bendito Skype (no sé que haría sin ese programa), las horas de viaje, los pasajes, todo.. Quiero dormir con él, oír su respiración, oír sus ronquidos, darle un beso de buenas noches y días, quiero compartir noches de risas y juegos, quiero abrazarlo y sentir su calor, quiero compartir mis días de vida con él y decirle a cada momento cuánto lo amo, entre muchas infinidades más. Quiero estar allá.   Distancia, en sí sos una mierda..pero aprendo a convivir con vos. Por ahora mi camino y el de él, están así..va a haber días difíciles, seguramente, pero no vas a joderme esta oportunidad que se me presenta. Lo amo, él me ama, y por primera vez en mi vida llega una persona que me hace ver la vida de otra forma. Tengo muchos planes con él, sé que se van a concretar, porque VOS no lo vas a echar a perder. Él no llegó a mi vida porque sí, todo pasa por algo. Estoy cada vez más cerca de verlo. Lástima por vos Distancia, pero nuestro amor va a triunfar. 

Buenos Aires - Entre Ríos. 600km. L&V ♡

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