Feeling Keystrokes

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Feeling Keystrokes

We met online it wasn’t even what either of us were expecting and nothing that we were looking for.

I was typing away on a site with one of my hobby sites and it just started as these little exchanges.

Friendly talking and quirky.

God I loved that.

Now I wasn’t one of those people that grew up online and I had a good deal of reservations about just who people were and stuff online and I’ll admit I’m the same. Pen names or alter egos or “online names”.

Took me awhile of being green to get that yeah there’s fakers out there and all sorts of badness out there but there’s real truth too.

And Love.

Yeah Love.

I kind of met her and after we traded PM’s back and forth and e-mails and we got closer and closer that we started to find that things were building.

Honestly building in ways that I never thought that they would.

She was good with my own quirks; she was good with me being me. I was good with being her too.

Especially since her online….it’s the only place she can be herself.

She’s stealth and right now has to live that way and that’s completely okay with me. Families are families and honestly sometimes you’re hit with commitments that won’t let you leave and then a place that isn’t safe to be out in.

But this isn’t about that but it is.

That’s because I know her, I know her probably better than anyone that I’ve ever been in a relationship with. I know she knows me better than anyone.

When you get home after a shitty day at work and she can feel you through the keystrokes…know when things are quite right and that something’s wrong.

And I’ve felt it too.

You ever just see words on the screen and know it wasn’t a good day? That her back is killing her that she just wants someone to talk to her and take her out of the shitty day she’s had.

Like shitty family moments, like feeling in freefall when her job was pulled out from under her, like when she cut her hair just to find work outside as not herself.

I know that there’s some that these are just words on a screen back and forth but I have felt her on her bad days, swore I can hear the frustration she goes through sometimes.

Sometimes family yeah?

Her’s and mine.

Sometimes everything else.

Nothing’s perfect, life can be just hard and situations are what they are but.

But still…

There’s just these times where you know.

And I know that she knows.

It’s a pretty big thing this.

I have her, I know we love each other, we talk, joke, laugh, cry and even vent and be angry and we dance and we write these things most of the time but I can still close my eyes, kiss, dance, hold her…and we’re there for each other and we are our Forever and Always.

It’s not perfect but we have it and we do know how lucky we are.

And you know, I’m writing this and she’s asleep and we won’t talk until our schedules click tonight.

But I can’t wait…I want to feel her keystrokes again.

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This could be ...

littlerocksilver's picture

... any number of us right here. THose few words among us, those few comments mean so much. Just words, but they're more than that. They are a connection. They give us strength.

Portia

I'm glad that this touched people.

Connections are important sometimes all we have.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

The right Keystrokes

Extravagance's picture

can be just as intimate as physical strokes. ^_^
*Happytailswish*

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That's exactly what I wanted to portray:)

There's sometimes too were you get passed embarassing in person stuff ad after so long it's just being with them when you do and no matter what it's good.
*Huggles and scratches.*

Bailey Summers

wonderful

going through something like that with Kylie right now.

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It is:)

I'm happy for you two.
*Great Big Angle Hugs*
Bailey a Proud Big Brother.

Bailey Summers

I can almost feel it.....

D. Eden's picture

Your writing is always so good, and yes, you always make me feel things so vividly, but this time - just wow. Yes, I can almost feel how it feels, almost know what it means, almost be in that place - to feel someone through their writing is a special thing. To make someone feel through your writing is even more special.

This is why you are one of my four favorite authors Bailey. Because you make me feel alive.

Dallas

D. Eden

Dum Vivimus, Vivamus

Writing can be cathardic for both parties.

This is a little more about the connection between people than writer and reader but you get that too:) I'm really glad that you feel this way though Honey I know since we've connected I've found a dear friend.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

the right keystrokes

Can touch your soul in a way that so many relationships in our lives never can.

Xx
Amy

In some ways yes:)

Right past a lot of the social bullshit, there are times you can write your heart better than our damages let us ever say.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

Lovely!

Just...... Lovely! Sniffly Hugs, Talia

Yeah Jonelle liked it too:)

Which was really my point. But glad you liked it too.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

Been there, done that!

Got the T-shirt! Just messed it up by confusing flirting with reality. I took it more as a reality it could never be. I miss it... and not... But it helped me through a tough time. I'm glad it happened, and just as glad it's over.

I wish for better luck for you and yours!!!

very eloquently put

have a great day, both of you.
thanks

Thanks LoneWolf.

I felt the need to write things once in awhile for My Girl.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

Nothing in life is ever

Jemima Tychonaut's picture

Nothing in life is ever perfect but this was 594 words of beauty.

*hugs to you both*



"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

She really does deserve beauty.

Because Jo does do all those things and so much more:) Besides I like writing about and for my Jonelle. A good S.O. deserves that.
*Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

One of my greatest joys...

Andrea Lena's picture

...has been to be included, even if a wee bit, in your lives. Bless you both!

  

To be alive is to be vulnerable. Madeleine L'Engle
Love, Andrea Lena

And our's with you Andrea:)

You mean a heck of a lot to both of us sweet lady:)
And you touch so many lives and hearts with your own special keystrokes.
*Love and Great Big Hugs*

Bailey Summers

Written communication

with another individual requires that we engage our mind and our imagination in ways that are not needed (and therefore not often used) in other forms of communication. This is also true, to a lesser extent, for written communication with an anonymous group as in the story telling done here.

(Power like this can also be used to hurt others - and not always on purpose so be careful. Be thoughtful. It really sucks to realize you hurt someone when you did NOT mean to.)

Our mind's eye is by far the most fantastic virtual reality device in existence. And writing is the best way to use it to it's maximum capability. The only way to get closer to someone is to get in bed with them.

Nice story Bailey. Thanks.
T

Lonely

so lonely sometimes,but this kind of little story helps,thank you.XXXXX

* Hugs * Steinbeck

Lonely sucks but I'm glad that this helps even if a little.
* Great Big Hugs *

Bailey Summers