Read Me When You Need Me

Read Me When You Want To Hear A Story

Navigating the spaces between us, shaped not just by miles but by the hours that stretch and compress as we move across time zones, can feel like a dance with the earth's own rhythms. As you find yourself beneath a different swath of sky, where the sun sets or rises at odds with my own corner of the world, I hope these words can serve as a bridge, a reminder that despite the temporal distance, our connection remains steadfast and strong.

In this world of varying time zones, where night meets day in a perpetual cycle, it's easy to feel the weight of our separation. The moments we used to share simultaneously now come to us at different hours, turning our once synchronized experiences into a series of near misses. Yet, within this challenge lies a unique beauty, a testament to the resilience of our bond and the effort we put into sustaining it.

Think of it as sharing the sun and the moon between us. When the sun warms your face, its rays are preparing to bid me farewell, painting my sky with the colors of dusk. And as the moon watches over you, it waits patiently to greet me with its silvery glow. We are under the same sky, sharing the same celestial guardians, connected by the very cycles that keep us apart.

Let's find new ways to weave our lives together across these differing hours. We can leave messages for the other to find, little time capsules that bridge the gap between night and day. We can celebrate the sunrise and sunset in each other's worlds through shared pictures and stories, making each other part of our daily rituals despite the distance.

Remember, the time that separates us also offers us unique perspectives, allowing us to share the beauty of our respective worlds in ways we might not have otherwise noticed. Your morning is my night; your winter, my summer. This contrast enriches our conversations and deepens our understanding of each other and the world.

And in those moments when the distance feels too great, when the silence weighs heavily between one message and the next, remember that the same stars that guide you home at night are the ones that watch over me. We are connected, not just by technology or flights that traverse the globe, but by the shared human experience of looking up at the sky and finding solace in its vast, unchanging beauty.

Until the time comes when we can once again inhabit the same slice of time, let's promise to keep finding each other, in words left behind, in the beauty of the world we share, and in the unwavering belief that no amount of temporal distance can diminish the connection we share.

With love that knows no time zones,

Jordan Spring