Sexy Chat

Well...we met on a chatline, it was really kind of messy, actually. He had just gotten out of a cyber-relationship with a girl that had gotten maybe a LITTLE too attatched to him, they had taken it off the internet and to the phone, letters, etc, and he decided that it was getting too involved, and so he decided to break it off. I had also just gotten out of that with someone who had been a little bit different and clingy, and turned out to be veangeful and bitter. We met and discussed our problems, and soon, we found out that we had much more than that in common, and we enjoyed chatting with one another and we understood each other. Our "others" got together and lashed out at us for getting with one another, but we stuck through that, and that was alright. In the beginning, we just had fun, talking about stuff we had in common and things that we liked to do, it was perfectly healthy and happy, and we had agreed to keep it just to the internet because we had seen how the relationships can get strained otherwise. But soon, we were beginning to grow dependant on this contact with one another, we"d spend hours on end on the net, after a hard day, we"d come to one another and talk about it and get it all out. I started to have "real" feelings for him (and I don"t know what the difference is, I really don"t know where the line would be drawn), and I didn"t say anything, because we live across country from each other and it would never work. But soon, he began to say the same things that I was feeling, and I was happy at first, but then I realized that there was no way we could work that out, and I decided to break it off. I sent him an email explaining my feelings and how we had taken it too far, like what had happened before (we"d started to exchange letters, pictures, etc), and I thought he would take it well, but he became drawn in and angry and it was a long time before we had a chance to talk it over. We did and we again, maybe a bit foolishly, agreed to keep it to the net. But again, it"s gone off the net, but this time, knowing what we do from the first time, it"s much different. We still talk to one another, and now we"re just pulling support from each other in real life, not in an unhealthy way, but when he needs advice, I give it to him, and when I need help with something, he gives it to me. Even if it didn"t last very long now, I know that at least we did learn that, and that I did love him for a little bit, just as a friend.