Each day is day for savouring and making good progress, yet with this distance between us, I am ever dancing alone.
Though you are so very distant, and have been for so very long, my imagination puts your hands upon my skin and I feel a comforting sense of warmth.
Dr Strange smirked, "If there were no time, there would be no space, no distance to run nor travel, and in such there would be no universe nor adventures for creation within it. Yet as we know it thus, that time is a function that can be added or removed, it must be so that all energy, and thus matter, are a singularity in this case. Thus to reach out and recall any form in this vast universe, one simply stops time. I would have thought that was obvious? This is the secret of portals. Conquer time, conquer distance."
There is no distance between you and I, only spacetime, and there will come a day when we share both.
Distance, my love, is an illusion. Our souls are ever woven as one, in that way, I am always with you.
Only a biological interface with a soul accepted by the divine can conquer time and thus conquer distance and true space-travel. Get universal acceptance, plug into the ether, be okay with "magic," and perhaps in time you'll be more than you are. Perhaps then you'll learn how to do what all intergalactic species can do. Otherwise, you'll never see us. If God doesn't trust you, why should we?