GONE GIRL

I'm alone tonight at home Within the present hour. On the net, I start to roam In search of a flower. Finding her, we start to chat About so many things. There is this as well as that. Her presence gives me wings. Our discussion progresses, My mind and heart aflutter. Feelings of mine she addresses, Melting them like butter. Suddenly, she disappears Without a reason why. Holding back what could be tears, I wonder but don't cry. Gone without a word to say, My girl of such appeal. Just who were you anyway, Or were you even real?