minutes fade into hours...words are coming to mind faster than you can type...and then it stops...and when it begins again...it's as if you are talking to someone you haven't heard from in ages
the same questions...the small talk...like nothing was shared before that moment...leaving you wondering who you were talking to just a few minutes or hours before
you've laughed...cried...shared secrets...bared your soul...and you wonder how many people were also having that same conversation...wonder if what you said was just part of some automatic rambling and if the other person was even reading what you wrote
wondering if you have once again made a mistake and trusted someone who has no true feelings of honor...respect...or if it's just another game...and you are the pawn...a willing one no doubt...but still just a gamepiece that will be sacrificed in the end to get to the more important player in the game called internet friendship