Sara (Rockchic97) and Mike (Sprocket444) met the night before, after two extensive months of chatting on the internet.  They had developed deep feelings for one another, but after the meeting, they were faced with sending their feelings about the whole ordeal to each other.  In short, Sara liked Mike and Mike did not like Sara in the same way.  This is their conversation (via instant messaging) ;


Rockchic97:	It’s not your fault.  It’s not anyone’s fault really.  We’re just not meant to be together.  I’m sure I’ll find the perfect guy for me someday.  I was hoping you’d be him, but I was wrong.  I’m really good at being wrong.

(She laughed and brushed a stray tear away.  She really wanted to ask him, “Why?  Please just give me a reason that makes sense.”  But instead, she bit her tongue and continued to type.)  

Rockchic97:	I’m sorry I disappointed you.  

She clicked enter before she thought about the statement.  He replied.

Sprocket444:	You didn’t disappoint me.  Honestly, it’s just that… I’m afraid.  I’m afraid of this going too far.  I’m afraid to take that step in my life right now.

(She sighed and furiously began pounding the keys.)

Rockchic97:	Bull crap!  That’s just a response that men have been covering their butts with for years.  I know why you don’t want to pursue this any further.

Sprocket444:	Why is that?

Rockchic97:	Because of how I look.  You’re not attracted to me.  It’s okay.  I understand.  I just wanted you to be completely honest, like we have been from the very beginning.  I don’t understand why you can’t tell me the truth after meeting me.  Oh, I know what it is, you feel sorry for me.

Sprocket444:	I do not feel sorry for you.

Rockchic97:	Then why can’t you be honest with me?

Sprocket444:	Because, because….

Rockchic97:	Yes?

(He decided after two minutes of intense soul searching, that it was his duty to tell her the truth.)

Sprocket444:	I’m not attracted to you.  No girl wants to hear that though. However, I should have known that you would be able to handle the truth.

Rockchic97:	I certainly can.  

(She typed while tears poured down her face.  She didn’t even bother to wipe them away.  Instead, she typed through her clouded vision.)  

Rockchic97:	I’m sorry.  I’m sorry that you were disappointed by me.

Sprocket444:	I should be the one to say I’m sorry.

Rockchic97:	It’s okay.  I’ve survived a lot more than this.

Sprocket444:	Yes you have.  You are a very strong person.

Rockchic97:	I don’t need you to tell me that.

Sprocket444:	I know, but I admire you for your strength.

Rockchic97:	Thanks, I guess.

Sprocket444:	I can understand why you would hate me right now.

Rockchic97:	I don’t hate you.  I don’t hate anyone.

Sprocket444:	But you’re very mad at me.

Rockchic97:	I’m hurt.  I’m not angry, I’m hurt.  Life isn’t fair.  But, I guess I knew that 
going into it.  I’m sure I’ll pick up and go on with life, just like I have every time before.  It’ll be hard to put myself out on the line like that again, but  I’ll manage to do it.

Sprocket444:	I know this sounds so clique, but…can we still be friends?

Rockchic97:	I don’t know.

Sprocket444:	I understand.

Rockchic97:	I don’t think you do.

Sprocket444:	So, is this goodbye?

Rockchic97:	I think that was already implied when you told me you didn’t want to get together again.

Sprocket444:	I am truly sorry.  You are a wonderful person whom I probably do not deserve anyway.

Rockchic97:	Yeah, that’s probably true.