Watching you watching me

I cant help but to sit here and stare at you on my computer screen. It is all that I have, and have ever known of you. I wonder what it will be like to see you in person. Will I want to embrace you because of all the things that we have shared with each other? Or will I keep my distance with slight embarrassment because I have exposed what lies deep inside of me? Are you going to be the same person that shows his caring side, and also becomes frustrated with me? What if you see me and become suddenly let down? We are just friends so I guess it doesn't matter. But nights of talking and looking at each other can build a image that may not exist. Do you really know the person that I am, or just who I come across as on this computer, using these toneless words? Sometimes I just cant tell, and sometimes it really doesn't matter. In the long run I am thankful that I was able to spend hours of my life right here in this chair watching you watching me on the web cam.