The Distance Between Us

It's almost midnight, the moon is full, and I'm trying to read the novel the book club opted for this month. Only, I keep getting distracted, a few chapters in, the marker nowhere to be found, and I can't remember the last sentence. So, here I am writing this instead. I want to call you, I miss the sound of your voice, but you're probably asleep, dreaming of oceans. Isn't it funny how it always feels like there's a lot of distance between us. Even when we're in the same city, we're never on the same page.

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