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One Side Of A Cyber Love

Can you imagine what it would have been if we had not met? Everything would have been completely different. All night from the moment I read your lustful words, I pictured your handsome face, imagined your voice, wanted only to be with you. If you had remained within that chat room five more minutes I would have been forced to blurt out my feelings for you.

There is something about you, although I am not sure what it is, that makes me want to know you, to know everything about you. To know what makes you tick, what makes you mad, to know your love and your passion. We barely spoke that night, but became friends instantly. And, honestly there is something else there, something that makes my mind wander in excitement, raging with the idea, a mere thought that there could be so much more, far more with each other than with anyone else.

It was breathtaking to see your name upon the screen. It stood out as if it were in a spotlight shining for only me to see, scintillating lost within so many voiceless words. But my dear I am afraid that it was only enough to wet my appetite leaving me wanting more. I want you, I need you if not for eternity then for an evening. I want to see you, I need to see you shine for me alone.

I do not want to scare you or make you run by asking to much at this point in time, but I fear that my heart is guiding my hand writing these words for your eyes only. Stating the fact that I want to see you, to see your name lighting up the chat once more. Just to see that, for a few moments, or hours like it was that first night. If only to just talk or to listen.

I will not apologize for being overly bold or rash, but you dear sir have only yourself to blame for my bluntness. You are perfect, to perfect for me to just walk by and not take the chance that it could be so much more. I do not want to ignore the possibilities of what could be when the doors have opened for me and for us.

The possibilities are there...
Please don't close the door...