When?

You added me randomly,
and i told you my name,
and since then weve chatted,
and we feel the same.

I talk to you about anything,
every part of my life,
you know more about me,
than my friends in real life.

Ive never met you,
how i long to see your face,
theres so much more ide like to do,
like hold you in an embrace.

You talk to me dirty,
and some say thats wrong,
but i only see it as flirting,
it makes me feel strong.

i dont know if you feel the same,
ive never thought to ask,
but i feel its all a silly game,
and you just hide behind that mask.

is it all a silly joke,
between you and all your friends,
and thats only why we spoke?
i wont know till it ends.

all i know is when i dont speak to you,
for days upon end,
im miss you so madly,
even though ur just a friend

when will i meet you?
what if i never do?
but one thing i can say is,
im glad i met you.

[i dont know if i gave this poem the correct title but basically with people you meet online its all about when? when? when? will you meet them so thats why i chose it, let me know]

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~*~Jen~*~