Friday, August 15, 2008

internet love vol II

Tale of Monsieur Roche-Foret

He was the one to kiss her first. It was in grade 10. She was in grade 10 A and He was in B. This night they walked around the city all night. It was fall. There were leaves all over the streets. They didn't go to sleep before the classes started the next day. After that night She was "walking on air" - so happy was Her. She had had a crush on Him for a little while. He was working at the post office, so She saw Him time to time. He called Her "Printsess" and "Tsiklivend" (motorcycle dude).

And then, suddenly after that night, He was gone. Disappeared.

She walked on the main street of the city in hopes to see Him randomly. No luck. She dreamed about Him.

A few years later She saw Him at the local club. He was drunk and obnoxious and She was not interested in talking to Him. She still had butterflies though. It appeared that He lived in the capital.

Life continued its path.

Eventually she moved to a different country. One day He added Her to His list of friends on the web community. He sent Her a message, that hey, I'm coming to the city (where She used to live), and we should have coffee. She replied - great plan, but I'm miles and miles away.

Silence for a while.

The following year She was going to Europe, and needed a place to stay in England. She knew He's in England. He was in Newcastle - about 4 hours away. So no deal.

The same fall, ten years after the kiss, they started chatting on MSN. She learned that She had changed His life. After the night of walking His parents had thrown Him out of His home, and He was on His own. She had no phone at that time, and internet was still a few years away. He worked His way up, so at that point He was attending the university in England. He also said, that He always had crush on Her.
She said, that She still thought about this night and Him.

They chatted a lot. Every day.
She was "walking on air", a meter off the ground as others said.
One day He asked Her to marry Him. She said "yes". (so naive...)
She flew to see Him over the Christmas holidays. It was amazing. All that She could ask for. Just Perfect.
She returned to Her home. They kept chatting. The only thing She didn't like was that He didn't support Her idea to continue Her studies. He wanted Her to move where He was. She was actually almost ready to move.
He came to visit Her in April.
It was nice. But Perfect was gone. Something was wrong. Something was missing. She thought of lots excuses. Two weeks went fast. She was "walking on air" again.
He went back to His side of the world.
They chatted. Not every day. She was puzzled, because for month they spoke every day.
One day He was just not there.
He wasn't there a day after. Nor the week after.
She sent Him a text message, when She was getting high on the roof in the middle of the city, so close to the stars. She missed Him, She said.
He replayed after the stars had gone to sleep: I don't.
And that was it.
Les fini to Monsieur Roche-Foret chapter.

..and She never heard of Him again.

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