As mentioned earlier, we immediately found several things in common.
Even though we didn't really know each other, we talked every day. Not a single day went by without us talking.
And very quickly, we were talking all day long, sharing our days, our emotions, our school life, our plans for the future. Our romantic ambitions: that of falling in love and staying with that person for life, not just a few months.
When I say we talked all the time, I mean all the time. We talked so much that after a few weeks, it felt like we had known each other for years.
Even though we had just met, 9,304 km apart, never seen each other, never spoken on the phone, our conversations gave the impression that this was not the case.
Ask around to see if there are people who have such a strong connection with someone 10,000 kilometers away. No one will tell you that they have a better connection than us in such a short time.
That's when something deep inside me was born. Something I hadn't anticipated at all, something that had left my body many years ago, something I thought could no longer exist within me.
Romantic feelings. But of course, I didn't have the courage to express them out loud, so I did my best to make it clear through my actions and words, the way I talked to her, the way I showed interest in her.
And then that famous day arrived.
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