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I am like the moon obsessing over the sun. Always searching for something that could never be. Accompanied by millions of stars, yet the only one I want is so close and equally as out of reach. The following supports this theory.

A letter blinks in the corner of my screen. God, I hate notifications. I click onto it, opening up a new chat with one new message in it. My eyes briefly scan the username - Ireland - well what'd you know. Two European countries start their journey. Ireland's message is short and nothing more than the usual.
'Hey how you doing, love the username!'
They're referring to my username, Finland, a simple spin on my actual name, Finn. I don't really know why I put it when I was setting up my profile, the first thing that popped into my head, I guess.
I don't know why, but I always get this feeling in my stomach when someone new messages me on Nectarine, like I'm 'special' for having a public account or something. I don't want to leave Ireland on seen so I think up the coolest response and press send.
Of course in my jumbled state the 'coolest response' I could think up was.
'heyy not so bad urself ahah'
Instant regret. I saw this post once that said something about how karma is always faster than regret. So I guess instant karma must be faster than instant regret, because Ireland's activity status turns bright green and a stamp appears under my message: seen.

Ellipses bubble at the bottom of my screen as they type out a response. I can feel the shade.
'Great minds think alike?' They ask.
Thank god.
They don't think I'm an idiot. Or maybe they're just an idiot, which we can work with.
More ellipses.
'So why the land of reindeers?'
Reindeers? Oh.
'my name is finn'
'I see I see, very original.'
'i thought so lmao'
'So, reindeer boy, what's with the boycotting grammar?'
'you really gonna come at my punctuation this early on??' I laugh and my throat closes over a little.
'I am.'
'good to know'
They leave me on seen for a few minutes. My heart drops a little, I liked talking to them. I have a good feeling.
'Sorry, I have to go. Talk tomorrow?'
'of course ireland'
They send a smiley face with two chins :)) and I nearly fall off my bed. I stare at it for a while, too long probably, a feeling shakes its way up my spine, like those soft green leaves trees get in summer. Why is my world ending over a face?