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I call you my nerd, not for the word, but for the way your eyes light up when you fall into details tiny facts, long explanations, worlds you love so much you invite me to live in them with you. You speak, and time slows. Every sentence is a doorway, every passion a map of your heart. I listen, not just with my ears, but with the part of me that already knows you matter. And your smile warm as morning sunlight through curtains finds me even on my darkest days. It pulls a smile from my own lips before I realize I was smiling at all. It feels like home discovering itself in my chest. I love you deeply, in the quiet way that prays instead of shouts. In the way that fears loss because it has found something irreplaceable. I don’t want a world where you are only a memory. So if reality ever dares to loosen its grip, let me keep you at least in my dreams where you are mine, where your voice never fades, where your smile always finds me, and where love doesn’t have to ask permission to stay.
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Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 5:05 PM UTC
My Nerd
I call you my nerd, not for the word, but for the way your eyes light up when you fall into details tiny facts, long explanations, worlds you love so much you invite me to live in them with you. You speak, and time slows. Every sentence is a doorway, every passion a map of your heart. I listen, not just with my ears, but with the part of me that already knows you matter. And your smile warm as morning sunlight through curtains finds me even on my darkest days. It pulls a smile from my own lips before I realize I was smiling at all. It feels like home discovering itself in my chest. I love you deeply, in the quiet way that prays instead of shouts. In the way that fears loss because it has found something irreplaceable. I don’t want a world where you are only a memory. So if reality ever dares to loosen its grip, let me keep you at least in my dreams where you are mine, where your voice never fades, where your smile always finds me, and where love doesn’t have to ask permission to stay.
This is about someone that I love very deeply and I don't want to loose him him at all.
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18/F/Pyrrhia
Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 5:05 PM UTC
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