I am afraid to write about this story.
Because it is about you and me in a forbidden proximity.
Who you are you and who I am, it is not so significant...
I was smiling to you every evening on my pc- screen.
You were tele-confessing your sorrows to me.
I opened wide my soul to you online.
We liked each other from afar and when I fell in love with you,
I sent you a love letter to your chat...
We were extremely tele-hungry...
So we were cyber-"sinning" often.
And when at last we managed a couple of times
to make proximal our cyber-dream,
we lived a reality and a touch
much, much too near for us the coward ones ...
The truth is that you were needing me on the remote.
I was a piece of your cyber-life.
You never tried seriously to find for me a place in your real life.
You did not need me near, only away ...
Our common feeling, however, was sincere from my part, not just virtual!
Suddenly, the circumstances did not allow us anymore
to share the cyber-indulgence, by which we were justified ...
The "away" was now useless for you, you needed only the "proximal"!
You did not have any important problem to confront.
You simply deleted me from your friends list...
It did not even crossed your mind to let me come nearer to you, to help you.
When I took the initiative,
through a passionate flood of emails,
again... you just blocked me, without remorse!
The tele-deprivation, the cyber-silence, the "from away"-pain
were almost unbearably killing my shortsighted simplistic soul ...
You see,
I was confusing the cyber-relationship with the relationship,
the cyber-feelings with the feelings,
the cyber-love with love
and probably I will always continue to confuse them...
