The faces in the manga felt so real,
Like people I know, with the same appeal.
I showed it to X, T leaned in too,
Both amazed at how much they knew.

Then the chat shifted, as it does with flair,
To left and right hands and styles of hair.
X used the left, T used the right,
In simple things, we found delight.

Amid our laughter, ideas took flight,
We found a way to build our project right.
Inspired, we crafted plans, a vision in sync
My fourth phone with a pop-up, “Get.”

He asked, “Are you a black spiral near?”
“Why, do I pull you in, my dear?”
With a smirk and a tease,
He made me laugh with ease,
His dark humor drew me so near!

He asked, “Are you French, by the way?
’Cause Eiffel for you, I must say.”
I was confused and said, “No,”
But he still had that glow,
His cheesy line brightened the day!

Though screens divide, our minds align,
In patterns where our thoughts entwine.
He’s serious, though not like me,
A little stern, but I can see.
We balance well, a push, a pull,
His humor sharp, my humor full.

My bed, a gift I ignored,
In tired times, it has stored.
He hides his fatigue,
In silence, so sleek,
But like me, it’s rest he’s adored.

Today I learned the simplest things,
In every moment, joy it brings.
A mix of feelings, light and new,
A quiet guide, and I just knew.

He led me down a path so clear,
Step by step, I followed near.
With every turn, the doubts fell away,
And somehow, I felt okay.

I wonder if your care was ever true,
In waking hours, I never knew.
Our last words linger, lost in dreams,
Where nothing is as real as it seems.

You gave me a mint, cool and sweet,
But in the silence, we did not meet.
If only I could hear your voice once more,
To say goodbye, like before.

But dreams are fading, soft and slow,
And now, my dear, I let you go.