Will be to arrive where we started.
And know the place for the first time.
~ Little Gidding, TS Eliot
The internet has given a whole new face to long-distance relationships
And it's the face of a screen,
That defies time zones and places.
no colour, sound, smell, taste, touch, or what the mind takes hold of, nor even act of sensing
How weird. But how true!
My own mind framing seeing.
Not you, not even my projections onto you
(Although you are there, poor dear, putting up with this nonsense, waiting patiently three hours behind)
But my mind seeing projecting
Seeing seeing, right there before my very eyes
Like staring into the mirror at life itself.
Here then, my love
Not in the pixels I see
Nor in the beautiful face
That moves me to sadness because it is not really here to see,
But in my own looking through them all
We smile and laugh
(But not too hard because we might fall off our chairs
And disappear from view)