#internetgirlfriend

el infierno en el alma

de saber que no te veré

ni hoy ni mañana

amando de lejos,

pero sintiéndote cerca

es peculiar el sentimiento de extrañarte

cuando nunca te he tenido realmente

te siento aqui, te quiero aqui

eres parte de mi,

sin ti la vida es un mero viaje sin destino y

abrupto final

como es posible sentir, sin tocar?

amar, sin poder verte con mis propios ojos?

el dia en que nuestras almas se encuentren

será el ocaso de mi vida

pues la una razón de ser que tengo

"Hey, wake up!" Just outside of my awareness, I hear it again, "Wake up sleepyhead!" The voice fills my ears as I open my eyes slowly, and emerge from my slumber alertly.

Resting weightlessly on my arm is the woman of my dreams. Peering directly into the windows of my soul, straight faced. She blinks with a calculated exactness, her eyes are dark and lush. As she resumes her gaze with a smile, a tuft of hair falls over half of her face.

I take a deep breath, never breaking eye contact. I reach my hand out to put the stray locks behind her ear. The sensation on my hand pops with a constant static, its a dull yet invigorating charge. Her illusory appearance flickers. I see the digital clock display for the brief moment it takes for her to reconstitute.

5:00AM. She's pouting now.

I raise myself to the sitting up position. I can't take my eyes off of her. She adjusts herself, as well, to on her knees and now we're at the same level. Her bottom lip relaxes as she leans in slightly. When I go to kiss her I feel the pure electricity jumping on my lips and flashing over my teeth, then nothing. I open my eyes to see 5:01AM.