thousands of light-years away, you can still see the beauty
in the stars burning miles before yesterday, you
can still hear the call of your love's voice even after the
dream ends, you can still understand the magic of a letter
long after words have been penned."

I told her that memory is more than being present. It is
in the way I feel every time I see a flower in her favorite
color; it is in the playlist we made each other this past
summer. It is in the stories we share about our day; it is in
the pictures we have that will last forever.

I told my love, "The space between is not measured
by how many lonely nights we spend apart but rather
all the beautiful moments always connecting my heart to
your heart."/>

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" She asked me once what would I do if she lost her memory.
How would I remind her of my touch, my scent,
the way we kiss, from all these miles away.

And so I told her, "You can still feel the sunlight from
thousands of light-years away, you can still see the beauty
in the stars burning miles before yesterday, you
can still hear the call of your love's voice even after the
dream ends, you can still understand the magic of a letter
long after words have been penned."

I told her that memory is more than being present. It is
in the way I feel every time I see a flower in her favorite
color; it is in the playlist we made each other this past
summer. It is in the stories we share about our day; it is in
the pictures we have that will last forever.

I told my love, "The space between is not measured
by how many lonely nights we spend apart but rather
all the beautiful moments always connecting my heart to
your heart. "

Courtney Peppernell , The Space Between Us: Poetry and Prose


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Courtney Peppernell quote : She asked me once what would I do if she lost her memory.<br />How would I remind her of my touch, my scent,<br />the way we kiss, from all these miles away.<br /><br />And so I told her, thousands of light-years away, you can still see the beauty
in the stars burning miles before yesterday, you
can still hear the call of your love's voice even after the
dream ends, you can still understand the magic of a letter
long after words have been penned."

I told her that memory is more than being present. It is
in the way I feel every time I see a flower in her favorite
color; it is in the playlist we made each other this past
summer. It is in the stories we share about our day; it is in
the pictures we have that will last forever.

I told my love, "The space between is not measured
by how many lonely nights we spend apart but rather
all the beautiful moments always connecting my heart to
your heart." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>