Saturday, August 11, 2007
I never met you but I knew all your secrets. You'd spill them late at night across the wires, across the earth, from one continent to another. I don't know what you sounded like but I knew what you'd say. And I didn't even know what you looked like. But I knew how you felt. We trust in strangers the most.
Written by Me at 4:11 AM
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the magic of connection, person to person, without seeing ... words carrying the essence of the other
Thank you for your thoughts. They are beautiful.
I would like to see you in person. But maybe it's better if I don't. Because as long as I don't, I can fill you will my dreams of who I want you to be.
If you're not who I won't you to be, I don't blame you. It's not your fault, it's mine, for filling my expectations with inconsistent dreams.
The people online that we never get to truly meet sometimes mean more then those we see everyday.
"We trust in strangers the most." Wow. Thank you. Its so true.
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