Distances.
I hate when someone comes to give me a hug the moment before my train departs... because that means I have allow them to accompany me to the train. And I could only allow that to someone who is very close... so close that I couldn't want to part with them! I hate the distances that separate close people.
Yes, yes, Yes!!! - I know it so well! - there are no distances which can separate those who are really close. I know it so well... and every single second you all live in my heart, and when I miss, I miss one so completely I can just jump into a plane and be any place in the world within a day. And it does not really matter - Kazan or Boston. Just because distances don’t really exist…And this feeling makes you so free, but…. But there are cases, when you know, you definitely know that some people simply have to be with you, and you, you just have to be with them. There is no other way around it and you will NEVER get used to the fact that they are further away from you than an evening cup of tea…And you will never get used to it, simply because you DO NOT WANT TO. You decline. You vanish this option away from your life.
And lucky you are if such people exist in your life. And everything turns upside down inside when you are leaving them, and again and again, all the way back from their place you are thinking - what’s the point?...but, actually, not. You are not thinking about any profound meaning, because your mind is so-so busy with the creation of a new great plan of reunification, the pieces of which will heal this black hole inside of our heart, which you have patched up last time so damn nicely, but it appears again and again….
family
original in Russian is here: http://al-wind.livejournal.com/3277.html