Mars & Deborah 3:
As Deborah went to the departure hall to fly out of Adelaide I knew that the next few months were going to drag on slowly and that I would miss her like crazy. I just didnt want her to go but that was the reality of the situation. When she got back...
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In October of 1999 I got my very first computer, and decided to get connected to the Internet.


At the time I was in a very bad relationship in which I wanted out, but was afraid to leave. I started going to chat rooms to talk to new people, since there was no talking going on at home. The second day I was in the chat room on Prodigy, I met the person I have grown to love.

He came in the room and I said hello to him, and he replied with a witty "Well hello there". I was never one to initiate talking to someone for I was new to chat and also to typing. Within the first few minutes of us talking we both felt as though we had been friends for years. 






That night we sat talking in private chat for almost 7 hours and didn't realize it at all. We found that we had a lot in common, and made each other laugh a lot, and wanted to keep chatting often. We exchanged email addresses, and were going to keep in touch one way or another.

The following morning I got up early knowing that he would be getting off of work then, and hoping he would be signing on. Only seconds after I signed on his name appeared on my screen. An amazing feeling came across me that I did not understand, but I liked a lot. Again that morning we chatted about anything and everything for hours, learning more and more about each other all the time.

Every morning from that time on we chatted at the same time every day for hours upon end. We were so close, yet so far apart and already wanting to change that. He was always there for me to make me laugh, and feel good whenever I needed it.

After only a couple weeks of chatting we decided to hear each other's voices for the first time on the phone, because chatting wasn't enough anymore. We signed off, and I waited for my phone to ring with excitement and nervousness. Finally, the phone rang and I answered. On the other end I heard the most wonderful sound I had heard in my life.... his voice. Four hours passed as we talked on the phone, and it only seemed like minutes. With a smile upon my face as we hung up I thought to myself, "Could meeting my sweet Dave be fate?" I guess only time and fate will answer that question.

In late November we finally exchanged photos via snail-mail. He was everything I had imagined and more. He started calling me his "little hottie", and I knew then that there was more to come of this relationship. We began talking more and more often, until we couldn't afford the phone bills any longer. (Now we only talk every Sunday for a limited time of five hours.)

Every time I sit down at my computer I take out a picture of him, and sit it on my keyboard to look at. Just so I can feel like I am talking to him almost face to face. When we talk on the phone I take the picture out and hold it in my hand. The pictures are getting worn and old, but he is sending me more soon. (The picture I really want, is of him and I TOGETHER. Me with his loving arms around me.)

Now that we know we are both having feelings for each other, he decided to ask me to come see him. There is only one thing stopping me from running to his arms... money. Never in my life have I wanted anything more. To touch him, hug him, kiss him, to look into his eyes and tell him that I love him with every inch of my being. It is now February, and I still haven't had the chance yet to see him face to face. We talk about what it will be like when we are together, and I cry when we get off the phone. If only it wasn't just a dream. If only I wasn't afraid of flying... but I plan to do it only for him.

By this time it is March, and feelings have grown a lot stronger. I still feel my heart jump every time I see him come online, and get butterflies in my stomach when I hear his voice at the start of our phone calls. We are still dreaming of that moment we will see each other face to face for the first time, and things are looking like it will happen soon. My silly self is having many fears at this point about the "what ifs". What if things are different when we are together for real? What if the connection we have is not as strong after I go there? Most of all... What if we really are in love? What will happen then? Should I move to him, or him to me? I tell him of my fears, and as usual he comforts me. Decisions are made, and if this love is as strong as we feel it is... we will both move exactly half way from him to me. He feels that neither of us should move 14 hours away from what we call home. Dave just wants it to be fair, and we plan to both move to a new place and start a new life together.

April comes, and money is still keeping us from being able to be together. Plans are made though. I will be going to him in June, even if I have to take out a loan. He is worth it to me! Finally I am going to get to look him in the face when we are finishing each otherís sentences, and watch his eyes when he laughs about it. My dream is coming true of getting to feel his arms around me, and nothing is going to stop me from going to him.

To all of you that are afraid of what you feel for someone on the Internet... Let fate decide what will happen, and always keep your heart and mind open to this experience. I did, and it has brought me happiness.