For the fifteenth time in as many months I had to wonder what possessed my internet buddies to delete themselves from existence.
Why did they feel the need to just backspace their words away,
Why didn't they consider that some of those words are cherished by me?
For the first or the hundredth time (time has little meaning for me these days, if the truth be told), I have to consider that maybe, just possibly, paranoia is the only real thing in this literary life of mine.
When internet friends come and go like bad tempers, real friends re-emerge with new names and profiles, you have to admit that it can give pause to even the sanest of people. ( Not that I've ever claimed to be sane!)
So I'll be the first to throw down the real gauntlet.
If you're real, you'll call, if you don't, you're not.
Let's cement the deal my friends, what do you say?
Faux pas or no, there it is.
Friday Challenge:
Use the word 'fifteenth' in your first sentence.
Use the word 'cement' in your last sentence.
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