sixeighttwothousandsixteen

Six eight two thousand sixteen

Seven hundred and thirty days

of cybernetic connection accorded us

innumerable exchanges,

hilarity and sobs,

arguments and excitement,

and a good grasp of

what assumed-to-be objectionable.

Yes, I thank HIM

for LEADING me to THEE,

for granting me bliss,

for letting me know distress,

for setting me limits

for making me see reality, and

for keeping me sane still.

Had I been insistent,

annoying and taxing;

Had I brought thee desolation;

Had I furthered thy woes,

Had I misled thee,

I sincerely apologize.

I'm SORRY.

Truly, a couple of years with thee

taught me significant lessons.

The CYBERSPACE

has been a classroom of life for me.

In here, I mastered fortitude,

responsiveness and a great amount

of understanding.

Thus, I’m grateful to thee for

providing me virtual company,

helping me see what's beyond

and above all for

making me comprehend life's meaning.

Apparently, our connection

brought me gains more than pain.

Goodbye.

To thee I bade.

But as I realized that

thou still need me (maybe)

swallow my pride I did.

And an immediate comeback

I initiated.

This is me pal,

the person who acknowledged

thy whimsical charm

and befriended thee

despite everything since day 1.

Thou had never done wrong and

I hated you not.