…to be in love!!!
I’d long-forgotten how your step gets lighter, the air is fresher, the sunshine warmer and brighter, that life is just SOOO much better. It’s a feeling that fills you with the most amazing and wondrous emotion.
And you notice that the world isn’t what you thought it was. It’s as if you’ve been in a black&white world so long you’d forgotten what colour looks like. And then suddenly bam you’ve got munchkins dancing and singing all around you.
It changes your entire perception of the world and you know that life itself is justified simply through this amazing emotion’s very existence.
Yes, I have this incredible feeling coursing throughout my body once more, making me hungry for life and the merest hint of praise from her lips.
And of course, I want to share this feeling with you my friends. Not only because you’ve come to mean so much to me both overall and, in a lot of cases, individually, but because it’s one of our own.
Yes: I’ve fallen in love with a Doper.
Hama describes it as the newest oldest cliché in the book. I certainly never expected to be part of an internet relationship and yet here I am in the midst of a simply amazing experience, feeling like a schoolboy excitedly telling the gang about his girlfriend. “Who is it?” they ask.
Who? Who, but the lovely Nymysys. I could take up the entire bandwidth of this server and still have things to say about how wonderful she is and how happy she makes me. We’ve been close online friends for nearly her entire Doper existence and recently realised – almost to our surprise – just how important we’d become to each other.
Give him a cloak and make him a prophet. Though it’s far deeper than the word virtual suggests.
She makes me whole. She’s awakened something in me I’d forgotten I possessed. She completes me. I love her more than yesterday, and I didn’t think that was possible for I loved her to the limits then. But each and every day I reach a new crescendo – one I’m sure CAN’T be topped, and each dawn proves me wrong. My capacity for feeling – seemingly on the verge of explosion each day - has been redefined each morning, expanding further. And into the vaccuum rushes even more intense feelings. Every single day.
warm fuzzy feelings galore
People have been asking me about Hoogly. It’s a feeling that I can’t truly explain but this is where it starts.
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