Kiwi and I met online, over 3 years ago now. I was no stranger to online friends growing up with the dawn of the internet. I knew my way around a chatroom or forum. Two of my good friends who I knew from a comic book forum, met each other there and even got married! Ghassan, one of my closest friends knew me online before moving to my city of Vancouver to attend makeup school. So when Kiwi and I became friends, it didn't seem any different.
Since moving to Canada in November, Kiwi has been nothing short of a gentleman. It's an interesting thing, meeting someone in person whom you've known online for years. You don't have a great understanding of their mannerisms or reactions through a webcam. Waiting at the airport, wondering what it will be like to meet, talk, or touch someone you've only seen on a screen is a wonderous thing.
The first time we met I waited nervously at the arrivals gate. I was deathly early and wandered the airport wondering if what was about to happen was the right thing to do. "What am I doing???" I texted to my cousin, losing my grip a little. Staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror applying my lipgloss slowly I came to realization that this was real. I was going to meet him. I had no idea if we would even get along let alone love each other like we had thought. But dammit if I wasn't going to jump in with both feet.
He was the last one out of the gates (they had lost his luggage) and my heart leapt when I saw him on the tv monitors above my head. Kiwi describes our meeting as a blur of yellow and being bashed in the face as my shoulder collided with his chin in the midst of my jumping hug. A few stumbling steps backwards and we managed to remain upright. "Crashing into my life," Kiwi says.
-Strawberry
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