Through a tear-stained face, the clicking of fingers atop a keyboard echoed hollowly in her room. Nine months apart, after a fugacious but real love connection was a difficult way to keep the flame going. And now, only a computer, kept them in touch. 

Not even a phone call, or, perhaps a brief one, was all they could afford in 1999 and it was no way to live. In fact, their love-story deserved better than that. They, deserved better than that. 

Why was the universe toying with them? Why, if they were destined to be together, were they miles apart?

-Don't worry. - He typed. -We'll work it out.

- H O W ??

- I don't know !! For now this is how it has to be. Until I graduate and can get a job there.

...

For a while, there was only silence. Then sobs. They had no money and he had years to finish his degree.

-I love you. - He filled in the void.

-Love you too. Write you tomorrow?

-As soon as I can. G'night.

-Night.

And they waited, for tomorrow to come.