Staring at my laptop, I wait for the green light to let me know you are online. 

It's been two years and we are still no closer to our meeting than we were that first night. 

Why am I so consumed by you? We've never met nor kissed? Though I swear I can feel your desire in your words more than I could with your touch.

Staring into your eyes through my screen pretending this is enough. I am yours and you know this, just like you know I will not leave.

For now this is enough, but not forever.