My details linked to my homepage, and
there is a picture of me there. She said something about it that changed
the conversation. She said she liked my lower lip.
It bounced in my head for a while, even as we talked for the next
several hours. And as it did, I became angrier. Because I knew that I
was talking to someone who saw things differently. And I was angry
because I had come to find out we were over 3000 miles apart. We didn’t
chat long. Wait, I said above “several hours”… I asked her for her phone
number because we were touching on , and discussing things in a way that
needed to be voiced, not typed.
As with us all, I can’t remember
everything we talked about. All I know is that each subject was met with
squeals of disbelief and laughter. We had so many shared experiences,
and neither of us could deal with the fact that the connection was
becoming way too real, far too fast for either of our “practical” sides.
In those initial few hours a plan was
outlined. I would visit her in one month over school break, and when I
was finished with school at the end of this year, we would explore a
dream. She would fly here and we would drive back together, exploring
the country and anything left in us.
Well, three days later I had the ticket
in my hand, and we are going to see each other very soon. My life has
changed dramatically because of her, and we talk, write and use Net
meeting to see each other in the meantime. As much as computers are a
part of this all, we are exploring our secret desire of composing
I knew almost immediately that I had
found the person I had been looking for. For all of our days, we were
perfecting ourselves ( her words! ) for this moment. I just felt , and
feel so sure of this. When I read all the stories here, it didn’t feel
weird anymore. It never really was weird, but people find it hard to
believe that love is real on the Internet.
Being here, I was even safer. To be
continued after the meeting…
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