This love never needed convincing or courtship let alone years of friendship or loyalties it simply just suited the times perhaps placed by fate and destiny. She was my soul and I was her mate; a beauty well written which was never seen nor felt – THE SULLNESS OF RESENTFUL BITTER WARMTH. A relationship created by virtual portals that deceived longings that were unreachable and unreal. We felt “things” in a time never lived nor held. I fell in love with a being I never knew which was the reality of interactions that evoked emotions I myself never knew I could feel. I fell in love with a being that died before meetings were met or words were spoken. This love was not a love that was tainted by infections of romance and sheeted intimacies. It was pure relations for betterment of self and spirit. We laughed about things we thought we knew and awarded ourselves the appreciations of how the sun rose on either half of our worlds. We philosophised the dysfunctional functionalities of primary principals and at the same time taught each other bad habits of swearing, of loving and of self affirmation.
In simple terms I had found the greatest and healthiest relationships and that has baffled me for years because it existed yet it did not. I had the best friend God could have ever blessed me with and I NEVER had the opportunity to meet her. We lived in a virtual world where we shared and bared ourselves to each other yet in the flesh we did not even know what or who we were. I have decided to label it an insane myth of my lifetime.
She died before possibilities were real!
Happy 30th Chikita!
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