Since distance equals velocity times time, let's let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.
Being without you is like being a metric space in which exists a cauchy sequence that does not converge.
Does your skin feel burnt? Because I think you must have just fallen down from heaven, and re-entry would have caused some problems for you.
You are the photon to my photosystem: you excite my electron until I reach my reaction centre.