Dear Andrea,

My name is Anna.  I'm just 19 years old and believe to have found the love of my life.  I met him on the internet, and I can't believe I remember the exact day we started talking, July 6, 2001.  He told me his name was kain. It seemed like we were destined to meet because my friends and I had gone into a chat room and started talking to him and his friends, but then left the chat room. Well, we went into a different one, and it turned out they had went into the same one.  Well we started talking and it seemed like Kain and I had an instant connection. But there was a slight problem.  He was in the Army and stationed on the other side of the world in Korea.

Even though after you hear the stories about not giving your phone number and stuff over the internet, I did it anyway, but I gave him my cellphone number just to be safe.  Well he called me that night.  I couldn't believe he called me all the way from Korea.  He didn't sound the same over the phone as he did on his mic in the chat room.  He sounded even more beautiful.  I fell in love with him because of his laugh, as funny as it seems.  It was so cute, and it made me smile and laugh too.  Finally we exchanged pics, and he had some doubts, but he emailed me a pic anyway.  I opened my email and found an enchanting, gorgeous, strong, man of my dreams.  And he had told me I was even better then he could have imagined.  We talked every night for a little over 2 months.  It was the best 2 months of my young life.  I sacrificed my sleep and my summer to stay up until sometimes 5 in the morning to talk to him.  Since he was in Korea there was a 14 hour time difference we had to work around.

He talked to me while all his buddies went out to the clubs and picked up girls.  I know it hurt him not to be going out and having fun.  But he kept telling me he wouldn't be there talking to me if it wasn't the feeling he had in his heart.

He told me he loved me.  Now I'm a hopeless romantic and always thought that if a guy told me he loved me I would be so in awe of him that I would have to say it back.  Even if I didn't mean it.  But with Kain it was different.  I wasn't sure what to say and he told me it was okay if I didn't love him yet, but that I would one day.  I asked him to wait for me.  And about a week later I emailed him and told him one simple phrase.  "I've hit the ground."  I wasn't sure if he would understand what it meant.  But I had faith in him.  That night he got online and messaged me and the first thing he said was "No you didn't, I caught your fall." From then on He's had my heart wrapped around in his arms.

With him being in the army and all it was hard b/c he was always moving around.  But from day one he said he wanted to come visit me and I honestly believed that one day we would meet.  He decided to come on September 23. But we couldn't talk for the week before he came b/c his troops were moving to a different camp and he wouldn't have his computer hooked up.  But then September 11th happened and they took away his leave until next year.  After that I never really talked to him although I wrote him letters, and he emailed me a few times, and one day he called me out of the blue at six in the morning.  As soon as I heard his voice I knew it was him.  He said that we wouldn't be able to talk for a while because he would be in training and he wouldn't have access to technology.  About a month of crying nights and lonely days went by of missing him.  He called me again.  We talked for about an hour, and he gave me a number where I could reach him.  So I called the next day but I could never get through.  I wondered if he had given me a fake number or if something was wrong.  But I got a letter a few days before Christmas from him.  He said he was sorry for neglecting me and that he didn't want me to put my love life on hold for him, because he just wanted me to be happy.  But I wasn't happy unless I was with him, talking to him and laughing with him.  So I waited.

I've been waiting for about 3 months now since I got his letter.  I'm not sure where he is or how he's doing.  He never gets online anymore and I wonder if he's safe.  He talked to my friend one day online and he said he was getting mixed signals from my letters so he stopped writing me.  But he would have written more.  He said he still wanted to talk to me.  So out of hope and just my bleeding heart I wrote him one last letter of determination, asking him to keep in touch and come find me one day.  The emptiness inside my heart is still there, until I look at his picture and his smile fills my soul.  I'm still waiting for his response and hopefully we can pick up where we left off.

I wrote my story in hope that one day we can meet and start our life together.  I'm still hanging on, and to all the net love birds out there.  Have a little faith!!!
Anna