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it was a moment of Now written then:

for theangelofmercy



her eyes ..looking up, into his.

and his fingertips press inharder

against her throat, his thumbs

either side of her trachea ..and

they press in tight.

and ..her eyes widen ..the air,

restricted ..by his hold upon her.

They had met on a Goth-orientated website, just like the one you might be reading this on.



She had read his profile and liked what she

read of him, as he spoke honestly of him and

seemed interesting, to say the very least -

with a little too much self-deprecation, she’d thought with a smile.



Yet, even with that minor flaw, he seemed her

ideal: and she’d rated him, a ten.



Then she had viewed his pics and liked what

she saw; and knew then and then she had to

know more: and she’d thought to herself, maybe, just maybe, I could try, once again.



But, online relationships are notoriously hazardous, fraught with peril and mishap, as I.M. and text are no substitute, for the senses we use everyday; to judge and analyze, a persons character and worth.



It was easy at first, for him to hide the emotion he’d grown to feel for her – and the self-doubt that had consumed him, at the idea he was not worthy, of one such as she.



He would be evasive, which would eat at her, during those weaker moments, that happen, for all of us, that feel; leaving her to wonder if she was right and that he cared – that he was real.



But, over time, the relationship bloomed, through

word and pictures; and presents; that led to more: a plan, wherein they would not accept defeat, distance, or cost. They would meet and all would be well.. of that, she was sure.

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RainingLove
18:14 May 06 2010

very positive view on this topic.

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