My friends would always tell me to try those dating sites out there. I didn't like the idea of purposely going on those sites just for that. I wanted to be friends with someone for a while at first because I know most people on those dating sites are either looking for dates, to get married the next DAY, or a fling and right now friendships last longer.

I had forgotten about Omegle.com until that site just popped up in my head out of nowhere after not having been on that for years. My boredom makes me do funny/weird things which puts me in odd situations. I know what most people on Omegle are looking for and it isn't to date someone. Most people on that site are really, really, really far away from me like in Canada, New York, or California. Before I thought to exit out of this particular boy's chat, I had no idea at first he is only eight and a half hours away: one of the two people on there I could possibly have a chance of meeting.

I see this innocent looking guy. He looks young and I knew he was going to be younger than me. When he told me some things about his personal life I felt so bad for him how someone could do that to him. It was a family member of his who he should have been able to count on had that person acted like a family member.

"Nineteen," he says.

I thought, "Wow!" He probably figured I was his age because people always think I'm younger than how I really look. I bet I took him for a surprise when I said, "28." I had just exited out of a video chat with another nineteen-year-old because I thought that guy was too young before knowing where that person was from.

I said to the previous 19-year-old, "You're too young for me, sorry."
x'd responded, "I'm sure that's not the case."

I don't know why I thought to stay with this 19-year-old, but I did anyway, and got to know him and he got to know me. I fell hard, especially when he always complimented my blogs and writings that made me fall for him more. I always told myself I'd be with the guy who doesn't freak out about my writings.

Our conversations put me past cloud 9. I thought how can I like someone so much and see a life with him when I haven't met him yet in person? What am I on? This has never happened to me before.

Maybe it was the excitement of finally properly getting the attention from a man I have been craving, except the only problem was that he was far away. He would used to take the time to message me any chance he got. He was on winter break and would message me before and after he got off work.

Once classes started, he'd still message me in between class and I thought this would finally be the guy to do what it takes to be with me.

I was wrong.

He started to meet more people.

I miss that feeling when we first started talking. I don't want it to go away. I just want someone to act so ridiculously goofy with and he was that person for a while. The only problem is: he's far away. He looked like someone who would appreciate me which is why I think I stayed.

I was wrong.

I'm just a filler until he finds something near by.

Doesn't he remember how we used to make each other feel the first month and a half we started talking?

We'd leave our skype cams on all night for a few days in a row until the WiFis would disconnect us pretending we were in each other's beds. We'd put our damn laptops on the other side of the bed of where we would physically be if we could have been there in person. If that isn't love, then I don't know what is.

We'd keep telling each other, "One day you'll be here," "One day you'll be there."

Sometimes I think he's a figment of my imagination. Maybe if I feel like I made him up to be one of my characters in my stories since I never met him in person, I can eventually stop thinking about it after I figure out the ending for these two characters for my series. I'm back and forth on whether or not I want these two together in the end.

It's pretty epic to find the man of your dreams on a site like, Omegle, especially after I exited out of other chats with other 19-year-olds and I didn't even find out where they were from before I exited the video chats or stayed to chat with my 19-year-old. I just took my chances. I thought those signs meant something.

I guess not.

I'm in love with a figment of my imagination.