The Distance Between Bricks (The Silent Anchor)

 

The Distance Between Bricks: A Poem on Long Distance Love & Silent Strength"

You are away, but not a moment passes that my mind doesn't drift to you—wondering what is going on in that beautiful head of yours. I wonder if you’ve eaten, if you’re sleeping okay, or if you’re feeling the same pull across the sea.

Architecture isn't always about the finished building; sometimes it’s about surviving the silence between the bricks. To anyone waiting for a word that hasn't come yet—this one is for us. 🧱💙 #TheUnspokenBloom #TheSilentAnchor

The blueprint didn't warn me about the hollow, The way the mortar cracks when you’re not here to hold the line. I’m a master of the build, but a novice in this sorrow, Chasing a shadow across the salt and the brine.

My heart is racing, my body is weak, and my mind is uneasy, Days have gone by, weeks have passed into the blue. I haven't heard from you—this silence is far too heavy, And I am yearning for the words that lead me back to you.

Every moment, I crave your touch, your voice, your breath, This quiet has gone too far; the distance is a ghost. I need to hear or read your words again, to beat back death, And find the anchor in the one I love the most.

I’ll keep the anchor silent, deep beneath the blue, I’ll bleed into the bricks so you stay on the surface. Missing the protector... while I protect you, 

Waiting for the word that gives this wait a purpose.

The wait is only half the story. To see how the silence finally broke and the morning brought its reward, follow the link to Part 2: The Morning Link-Up." ⚓️🌅➡️