Unsecured.
That’s how I see you when you first walked into my life. Single and looking for somebody who will be interested in your availability and more importantly, for somebody who may be able to connect.
You were searching and my face went past your screen among the many others. And maybe, you gave a second look at me and thought if this girl can connect with you. Then you clicked on me. You have set your introduction in an email and configured how you will get into my life.
Then the inevitable happened. When your email reached my inbox, I have had no clue that I will be entrapped into something that I would not be able to get myself out of. I responded to your very first email and pronto! Connected!
That has been easy for you. To catch me just like that when you came searching. Luck must be on the lines in the palm of your hands.
With your charm and wit, I fell under your spell. Your persistence and constance have made it to the spot where you wanted to be. In my heart. Without sweat and by just merely talking your heart out. You did that everyday without fail and taking advantage of the power of the wireless connections.
I meet you on my screen everyday. Whether in the form of an email, an offline message or the supremacy of your fingers typing on the other side. Without realizing it early on, you have crossed the threshold of my being.
But what happens when your ‘Open Access-ed’ being had turned into a closed and unreachable entity which I cannot connect with anymore?
Yes. You came into my life unsecured and though you got me connected at the start, I can easily be disconnected from your range at your will.
Now, a sad emoticon on my screen.
