This Hurts

It hurts that I may never see you,

Never even meet you in person.

I love the internet,

How it gives so much opportunity,

But still I long for face to face.

Is it possible to be friends,

Or even acquaintances,

If we have never met?

It hurts that we are strangers,

Friendly, hopeful strangers,

Who might never meet.

Do you want to meet me as well?

Do you want to see me too?

Do you wonder how,

I look, act, and sound,

In person?

I wonder how,

You look, act, and sound,

In person.

Honestly, I do.