Sweet Stranger!!

Once upon a time
in the social network race
you and I met
in Cyberspace.

Divided by lines:
longitude, latitude;
we’ve typed and texted
tears, gratitude.

Now we’re closer than neighbors;
in tune like a song.and it feels soo daam right even if it's wrong.

Some say it’s not real.
How can it be?
How can you trust
what you can’t see?

But you sense when I’m down.
This is holy. Sublime.
(Alright, not exactly.
But it makes a good rhyme.)

You’ve read me at my worst.
You’ve read me at my best.
You’ve loved me all the same;
forgiven typos, and the rest.

You’re a microbyte of madness,
and sunshine, and fresh air.
(You are faster than shooting star,
so I know you really care.)

I know you’ll reply
whenever I hit “send.”
I know this is real—
you’re my Die Hard friend!