2,830
November 3, 2009 by Miss
2,830 miles.
Its equivalent to driving to work and back home 28 and a half days.
Or going to visit Nic 14 times.
44 hours of travel time.
Which is odd because our “number” is 446. Why? We were both born at the exact same time, except him in the morning and me in the afternoon, and on different days of course. But still. Down to the minute? Eerie.
Those miles. They intimidate me. I am constantly questioning myself, asking if I am capable of withstanding them, if I am worthy enough for someone else to help me close that gap.
Then he tells me that he will take any risks necessary to be with me. That we can overcome any obstacle together, even if it is 3,000 miles long.
That every time he looks at me, he falls in love again.
When I hear that, I can’t help but think that 2,830 miles, that 44 hours between us just isn’t that far at all actually.
So the tears are flowing right now. <3. The distance really isn’t that far when the love is in your heart. When it’s meant to be, it will happen and that distance, those miles, those hours won’t be there any more. Trust me on this one, took me over a year to get to mine. Of course my miles were 1,058 and it was 16 hours, but it was still distance.
wow, that must be an amazing feeling. trust your heart.
Awww…so sweet. Go for it!
Awwww. He brought out the mushy girl! sweet!
Wow. As fickle as it might sound, it’s always seemed as though the relationships that held the most weight had a form of numerical connection. Call it mathematical attraction.
I love that you love him. And most, I love that he loves you and that you let him, despite 2830 miles.