A place two hearts can understand

'You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.

Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.'
-Walt Whitman, 'Song of Myself'

Love is something mysterious and at times difficult. It is not very rational either. I am sure we both agree on this point. It was not reasonable to have chosen to love one another across such a distance yet inexplicably, we have chosen it. Having this distance between us can be complicated at times and can cause misunderstandings which can last for days. Last week we faced such a situation again and it was very hard on both of us. Despite this though, we managed to come back to each other, shake off the hurt and move forward knowing that neither of us would be happy for very long without the other.

Last night I discovered these verses from 'Song of Myself' by Walt Whitman from his "Leaves of Grass", and they made me think of you and I and our recent troubles. For me they capture the essence of the mystery of love and how, even after losing one another, lovers can find a way to meet back in a place that only their two hearts can understand.