For three months, distance has become my worst enemy and ironically my best friend. For three months, distance has torn a friendship apart and ironically brought a relationship together. For three months, distance
has made me


feel cheerless and ironically made me feel cheerful.
Trust me, I’ve been through both situations
and it’s not getting any easier.
Distance turned friends into strangers. Three miles away is my ex-best friend but yet, she’s the farthest person from me. We share nothing with each other anymore. Distance has torn us apart and made us weaker. Distance made me walk away from her.
Distance is a barrier most are not willing to step over. A wall that most wait for the other person to knock down. A line most will not cross. But distance has not always been bad luck for me. Only just recently have I begun to realize this, though.
Distance turned a friendship into a relationship. 1,000 miles away is my boyfriend but yet, he’s the closest person to me. We share everything with each other. Distance brought us closer and made us stronger. Distance made me step towards him.
It’s a barrier, a wall, a line. It’s that distance that shuts us out or makes us open up. Physical or emotional, it’s life altering.
For three months, distance was the worst and ironically the best thing that’s ever happened to me. For three months, distance brought darkness and ironically brought light. For three months, distance made my heart shrink but ironically made it expand.