Cyber Friend

I wasn’t going to make an entry today. I came home late from work and I feel drained. I wanted to drain my brain with a few hours of TiVo and go to sleep, to repeat the pattern tomorrow. Until I read the page of a friend. A cyber friend, I guess since I never met him. I’m not even sure it’d be fair to say he’s a friend since we haven’t exchanged years of communication or emails on a deep emotional level. But I would say friend, cause he’s treated me like one. He’s been kind, genuine, respectful and very kind. What else do I need from a friend?

Well, this friend, whom I almost met, lived a tragedy today. His life changed in an irreversible way. Even though he was expecting it for some time, I can’t imagine one can ever really expect a death. I’m sitting here and wishing I had the right words to make him feel better and crying for him. Good people deserve good lives. Everyone deserves a good life. But when you feel that someone is so nice and seems to take the effort to be kind to everyone, you feel extra sorry when bad things happen to this person. At least, I do. I’m sitting here, alone, and crying cause there is nothing I can do. Cause somehow I can feel pain from someone’s words. Even if I’ve never ever met him.

For the second time this month, this is happening to me. I don’t ever want to hear people tell me that the people I meet online aren’t real friends, again. If they aren’t why am I shedding my tears?