Love on the line

We meet in the dark of the night, huddled over our phones, in bed, behind closed doors. We meet on the internet. We also meet in the light of morning, with the spread of breakfast before us, with the day's first beams streaming in. We know who we are talking to. I know the shape of his body, his face, his hands. He knows when I'm happy and knows when I'm not in the mood. I learn to say "good morning" before breakfast, when we meet online after meeting in the dreamworld. I learn about his country, his ex-wife, his tendency to be indirect. He knows how to contact me, on Facebook, on Twitter, on Instagram, on WhatsApp, on Viber, and more. I learn to say, "Good night." We are...

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