The Beginning: FBML

A girl named Seamus friend requested a guy named Clark on Facebook. She knew about him through her brother and his girlfriend, one of Seamus' good friends and Clark's serious former lady-friend. They started messaging back and forth on Facebook, first about tattoos, then about everything you could possibly imagine. From this friendship, Clark was inspired to buy a lomography camera and write music again. Seamus started sketching tons more with a more relaxed attitude (because that's how Clark does it and it works out pretty damn well for him) and writing drunk poetry. The fruit of this pen pal-ship was evident in both their lives because it was fun and simple, but so very inspiring. Who knew writing a stranger who lived on the other side of the world could be so beneficial?
One night after Seamus had been drinking with some friends, a conversation happened. A "DTR" of sorts came about and, what was simple, became somewhat complicated. They established that when they meet face-to-face, if the same chemistry is there that exists in their correspondence, they will give it a go at dating. But what if the magic of their pen pal-ship was only possible through Facebook and could never be more than that? Would they be content to continue sharing their heart with a stranger? What if Clark and Seamus meet at the wedding of their social connections, something chaotic plays out, and ruins the unity of a family all because of their chemistry? What if they meet and fall dangerously in love, with no one to blame but themselves?
With so many questions and so few answers, one would think the desire to know the answers would drive at least one of them crazy. Infatuation is part why I, Seamus, am here writing this in the middle of the day, while Clark sleeps (or maybe not) on the other side of the world. But I must admit that part of the fun is the mystery, the unknown, the risk involved. And it's beautiful. It's a little stupid, kinda scary, and more dangerous than either of us realize. But the fact that trust can be built on the intangible is quite enchanting. If it amounts to nothing more than what it is, that's okay. Because, after all, everything happens for a reason.