What is it about you?
That makes me want to be with you?
That makes my every thought revolve around you?
That makes my every breath, breathed for you?
I’ve never met you in person
The closest we’ve got
to meeting each other
Are words on paper or in this case?
My computer screen…
I’m sure you have
Your moments of anger,
Your moments of sadness…
Which I never get to see
Because you are only words on paper
Or in this case my computer screen...
Does this make my feelings real?
Does this make my longing for you valid?
Does this make me wanting more?
Than just your words on paper
Or in this case my computer screen,
a momentary lapse of sanity?
Are we real?
Or is this just an
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