Computer Blues Poem by William F Glennon

Does reality and virtual become synonymous with love?

I look inside myself and I find myself alone.
It's nobodys fault but my own. The true agenda not
shown. You took my hand, only you could not understand.

You showed me all the beauty you possessed.
It gave me reasons to believe in you and myself.

If you knew how much of me is gone.
What's left is a dream that what might have been.
Now it's only cyberspace, keyboards and loneliness.
Time might heal the pain, maybe we'll meet again. Who knows?
It might be different then.