Online

I am just an online person in your eyes. Even though we met offline. I guess I don't deserve anything real, but artificial and virtual. We can't even have a real face-to-face conversation. Even when we are online, you are in incognito mode, saying that you are someone else to me. You cannot even honest about who you are when you talk to me. I don't use fake account or phone numbers to talk to you. is the same way when you write. You think it's fun. I think it's not and very insincere. I just don't do that. I treat you like you are you. We met offline, in person. I don't like pretending like we don't know about each others when we talk. I admire and care for the person I know offline, not online. (You) I am tired with the internet. Frustrations have caused my tears to roll down on my face countless of time. Nobody cares. about how I feel. Not even you. I am real. I have proven to you through actions.