They have felt the love for each other-virtually.
They haven't met personally. All their love story has been stored in some gigabytes, technically. For almost a year of unending profession of love for and with each other, they have believed that love has bound them together.
Just like any other else's love story, they have also their silent moments when they have had some slight misunderstanding with each other. There have been times when they tried to forget each other. But at the end of each day, they still see each others' face-virtually.
The moment has come for them to face reality.
At first, Harry feels tense knowing he will have to speak to Sarah in flesh. He feels like drawing back. He can't get the picture of his face because in a minute or two Sarah will be in front of him.
Finally, Harry has seen Sarah.
When the evening comes, Harry, while resting on the edge of his bed, slowly grabs the frame from the drawer. He smiles and then he walks towards his cabinet and opens a box. Without hesitation, he happily places Sarah's photograph inside it where he puts all his good and fond memories.
Love comes in many forms. Sometimes the love that we perceive as romantic will turn out to be just a philos kind. This moment is always as unique as the next or the other ones. But what is important is that we try to love maybe for short or consistent times. It is always rewarding to try experiencing it whether personally, or infrequently, virtually.
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