An ex moved from a nearby city to very near me. On the first night, I asked if she could hear the train whistle. She said yes and I remarked how cool that was. She didn't understand that I meant, you're very near and we hear the same thing. As mentioned at the beginning of this paragraph, we broke up.
I guess I'm one of the few here, but I just don't see what so romantic about two people hearing a loud noise that can be heard from literally miles away.
Things like looking at the moon and stars were a small way we felt together, even though we were states apart. There was a train that came by at about midnight, every night. I lived close enough to the tracks, she could hear the horn over the phone. That first night we were in that room, physically together, that train sounded so loud. It was like I was really hearing it for the first time.
Even now, when one of us takes a solo trip, I catch myself looking out a window once it gets dark. Something about the thought, that chance moment that she's looking outside, too, makes it feel like she's right there beside me, even if it's only for a second.
Before my bed lies a pool of moon bright
I could imagine that it's frost on the ground
I look up and see the bright shining moon
Bowing my head I am thinking of home
Well, it appears to be a crude drawing of the US state Oregon. The uppermost city is probably Portland, and there’s a bunch of small towns located south and slightly east that are 4 hours from Portland
I mean, if someone moves to the other side of the planet, you won't both be able to see the moon at the same time, but at the end of the day, there is only one moon. We all see the same moon.
Opposite sides can see the moon simultaneously. It will be for a shorter period, but for all two points on the earth there should be at least a single time per moon orbit that the moon is visible by both at the same instant.