Poetry of sorts

Meeting

Theirs people I'd like to see,
face to face.
I'm not sure if they'd be bursting with glee,
unlike me.

Surprisingly weird,
how we all act on zoom.
In real life I could be feared,
or looked at in gloom.
That would be my real doom.

I've meet so many,
I'd want to smile and hug.

They seem like me,
I'm so happy I've found them.

They bring me joy,
to my rather dull life.
They're those people that deploy,
to end my strife,
to this so called time we call life.

I hope when I see them,
they'll like me too.
We'll be like good chum,
as if we've known each other for years.
Talking to each other without fear.

I can't wait,
to see each one.
To see all their unique personalities that make them, them.

It will all be fun,
to see everyone.