The Myth of Distance

As a child, I dreamed the sun and moon were in love-
That distance was a myth they had conquered.
Now, I see that magic in us.
Two regions. Two countries. Two clocks.
A care that never ends; A strength that never breaks.
Even with an ocean between us,
We speak as if we share the same street.
Loyalty is our anchor.
The longer the wait, the stronger the bond,
Until the moment of reunion becomes the sweetest fruit of all.