My sweet love.

How can I start to explain what I feel about you if I can’t ignore what the people think about how I feel? They say that I’m a boy that never grew up, that it’s just a silly illusion. Who gave them the right to decide what I feel?

I learned at an early age that love was being there for the person you love no matter what. You have been there for me when I was down, when I threw my hopes out the window and gave up on life. You picked me up and talked me through it; day after day you have been there for me.

More than just two desperate strangers that met on chat room, we collaborate inside the game and learn more about each other every day. I have learned to love you through every word, through every thought.

I can’t sleep if you didn’t login into the game as usual and you didn’t reply my messages. I worry about you more than you can ever imagine. Because I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you, who would I call? How would I help you?

Here I sit looking at the screen, typing away what I feel about you in the keyboard. I knew there was somewhere out there only for me, someone that I could trust, someone that I could laugh and cry with, someo