Your main problem in any relationship has always been tactility. When you were with a guy you didn't love, you felt disgusted by any of his touches. Even if it was just a simple hug, or if they kissed your cheek. You came home after your walks and you wanted to rip off your own skin just so you would never feel their touch on your skin again. But oh my god, with those you truly love you become a varnish kitten who will do anything to be touched. And not at all in an intimate sense, you wanted to dissolve in this person, to become one whole. But there was still one problem that was quite a hindrance to this distance. Late nights you lay on your bed curled up and hugging a pillow, making it seem like it was your loved one.

You met him on the Internet and have been communicating for quite a long time. From the first minutes of communication, you both understood that you are soulmates. Two people made for each other but separated by a huge distance. Almost a year has passed since you started communicating, you told him every day where, with whom, when and how you would be, he knew about all your plans and next steps, and you about his. So one day, without your knowledge, he decided to surprise you. Of course he knew your address and he knew that you would be home on the weekend.

Your doorbell rang. You were expecting a pizza delivery so you went to open the door, but when you opened the door it wasn't the delivery guy there, it was someone else. He. With a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a suitcase in the other. "Hello, my love." The voice that was so familiar to you now sounded so close.