Strings of Nostalgia

8: Cyberspace Pal ❣

Practically we're the metaphorical speaker

We produce the sounds of laughter 'til it's over

Due to our jokes, we share like a good punchline maker

Considering them to mark on our minds forever

By some means, we click with each other more than a mouse

Having some conversations without leaving the house

Merrily stalking each other's timeline just to browse

Our pictures wherein we wear the same ravishing blouse

Rough times come to replace our joy with complication 

But we'll still strive to monitor the situation

For us to have a gleeful communication

And learn that our relation is 'appreciation'

Keyboard of ours were stained with tears as we typed away

Words we should tactfully have to chat about and say

Until we truly knew how to change and find a way

In the absence of getting offended all the day

I like the thought that we don't have to wear a cute frock

Neither grab a cab for a voyage and a long walk

Just to share our victory and strife in a good talk

Thank you cyberspace pal for serving as my life's rock

-A ❣