Divine SPARIE

“फ़ासलों से न मापो मोहब्बत की गहराई,
दिल से दिल की राहें, कभी दूर नहीं होतीं।
साँसों से नहीं, एहसासों से जिए जाते हैं रिश्ते,
मुलाक़ातें ज़रूरी नहीं, जुड़ाव काफी होता है।”

Translation:
“Don’t measure love by distance—heart to heart, there’s always a path.
Relationships are lived through feelings, not breath;
Meetings aren’t always needed—connection is enough.”

There’s a strange kind of loneliness that comes not from being alone, but from loving someone who no longer believes in love when it’s not wrapped in physical presence.

This is my truth. And maybe, it’s yours too.

I am in a long-distance marriage. Yes, it’s not easy—I won’t pretend it is. We’re miles and time zones apart, and the silence between us lately feels even heavier than the distance. But what hurts more than the space between us is the belief that has slowly crept into his heart:
That long-distance relationships don’t deserve love and care.
That love only belongs to those who are physically close.
That I am the only one responsible for the cracks that distance has created.

And that… breaks me.

Because I believe something else.

I believe that love is not defined by how often you touch someone’s hand—but by how deeply you hold them in your heart. That care isn’t measured in hugs and dates, but in words whispered at 2 a.m., in small gestures across continents, in trust kept alive when everything tries to tear it apart.

Distance tests love.
But it doesn’t destroy it—unless we let it.

What I crave isn’t constant validation or grand gestures. I crave something simple: to be seen, to be heard, to be loved—no matter the miles. But when the person you love tells you that your love is less valuable because it’s distant, it shatters something inside.

And yet, I still believe.

I believe love is not a location—it’s a connection.
I believe care is not limited by geography—it’s a decision.
I believe you can wake up oceans apart and still be someone’s home.

So, to everyone out there in long-distance love:
Don’t let anyone tell you it’s not real.
Don’t let anyone diminish the care you give just because it travels through screens and time zones.
And don’t ever forget—you deserve to be loved fully, loudly, and consistently, even from afar.

Love doesn’t wait for the right place.
It grows in the right hearts.

To every heart that loves across oceans and time zones:
You are valid. You are seen. Your love is real.