Though we have never met We know each other Through the endless void we’ve talked Digital manifestations of feelings shared We’ve laughed, we cried, we experience Our true selves revealed As only cyberspace can show We are friends And even if we never meet I feel I know you
I wrote this in 2004 for a very dear friend who went by the name of Isis in AOL’s Christian Chat. We’re still very close and still have not met.
Henry, a native of The Great American Desert, carries the enduring influences of his upbringing. A versatile individual, he wears multiple hats as a writer, graphics manipulator, devoted father, and a dedicated geek. His days are primarily spent delving into the study of the world, driven by a relentless quest for understanding.
Presently, Henry is diligently crafting his inaugural novella, with the optimistic aspiration of seeing it published sometime within this decade.