My right hand palm placed gently on my chest, a little to the left, I can feel the beat. My each and every nerve can feel it. I can feel it more beautifully while I exhale all my pain through my windpipe. With my eyelids closed, I can feel all my love for him, flowing in my blood streams. And I know he is there, down me, under my hidden smile, in the blur sparkle of my eyes. He is there, and will stay for eternity. I can feel him, everywhere. My goosebumps are the hint.

Say it madness or say it my hallucination. I call it love, the unconditional one and it's deeper than where your imagination can take you to.

This is how, I say, being together feels like, even when the distance between us has a surname of miles and miles.