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The world is not as big as I had one believed & I may be smaller yet than I had ever imagined. I have loved as you have loved & I have hurt as you have hurt & someday your wounds will reopen & your pain will be my pain. The current is gonna carry it to me. It'll wash up on my shores. Of this, I am certain. The distance once felt infinite & now feels meaningless. I am everywhere at once. The expanse, no longer vast. The gaps, cinched shut. The square root of x sub 2 minus x sub 1 squared plus y sub 2 minus y sub 1 squared. How do we measure distance between desperation? How do we measure isolation if not in loneliness? I left pins on a map. I'm handing you the string. Tie them together. Unite us.