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I've never met you

I've never met you, but I feel like I know you.


I know your laughter late at night.


Or the facial expressions you make when you're thinking.


The amount of care you put into every detail of your life. Your family. Friends. Work. Food.


Your fear of pressure and perfection.


Your passion for curiosity, thinking, learning.


The way you pull away when you're shy or embarrassed.


Your nighttime routine. How much you enjoy being outside.


I've never met you, but I love you.


Your smile. Eyes. Voice. Energy. Understanding. Your heart.



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