Digital Love I Love

From the first time I saw this prompt, I’ve just been stuck. And this is me being honest. For the first time in a while, I didn’t know how to pen this down, how to start, or how to even put my words together. Should I call it aa writer’s block or what?So yea, this is a quick notice that this blog may be a little chaotic.

Digital love relationship… this may mean something different to me than it does to other people.

I’ve always been a lover girl. Yea, aside from the fact that I’m a single Pringle right now, I’m a lover girl through and through. So when it comes to love, especially digital love, I see good morning texts, I see video calls, I see chatting all day, as long as we’re both free from work and life’s plenty distractions. I see attention, I see planned date nights. Yea… all that cute stuff.

I love me and my man being in a small bubble. You know… just us, outside the world. There’s nothing wrong with PDA; Like I actually find it cool. But posting my man? Nahh. I actually find it more peaceful and content having him to myself. Just not sharing him with the world. Like, I don’t need people to see what I have to know that it’s real. My own joy is in knowing that he is mine and I’m his, and we’re doing just fine without any form of public validation.

There was a time I used to feel shy about video calls though, but then a time came when I realized it was the only thing fueling our connection.
Sometimes we didn’t even have anything to say, we just wanted to be on the call together, doing our own things but still feeling each other’s presence. Like I might be working on a project, and he’s busy with his stuff, but we’re just there… and it feels so good. It feels like home in a very techy, soft kind of way (oh what in the name of mushy mushy feelings is this?)

Crazy things are happening, I know. But should I be honest? Sometimes, I actually prefer the chats and calls over physically meeting. Don’t get me wrong….I want to be in your arms. But can I be in your arms digitally too?

I want that safe love. That type that stays even through a phone screen. You know, the type that doesn’t fade because of distance or busyness.
Well, I guess that’s just me.

And maybe, just maybe, I’ll one day find that one person who makes me feel those butterflies again. Not just through the screen, but even in the silence, the laughter, the presence… like, all of it.

Image is mine.

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