Living in this virtual world, we make friends with strangers and estrange people close to our hearts. This poem is based on a real life incident when one such friend of mine, who I was only connected through the web, about whom no one in my family or friends knew, asked me if she'd get to know if I died the next day. This is sad state of affairs but it is what it is and this peice is just an attempt to convey the horror I felt that night.
I don't understand why you call me a little girl here... you were as little as I was then. -_-
But I still don't remember this conversation, I do remember I thought of such questions, but I do not remember asking this to "you".
I love that you told us the story behind. I can only imagine that dreadful night of yours! I have many virtual friends too but I can't imagine what sort of things you might be talking about that led her to ask this. This was a great piece!