I still remember the first time I met him online.
It started with a message something small, something ordinary.
But somehow, even through a screen, he felt different.
He didn’t rush. He didn’t pretend.
He just… existed so naturally, like he had been waiting in some quiet corner of the world, just for me to find him.
It began with laughter, a little teasing, and the kind of easy comfort that usually takes years to build.
He had this calm energy the kind that made me feel seen, even when I wasn’t saying much.
He listened really listened to things I didn’t even know I needed to say.
And oh, how fast he became important.
It wasn’t loud or dramatic it was soft, like a song you suddenly realize you’ve been humming your whole life.
Between little jokes and late replies, between “bby” and “arre cutie,”
something shifted.
I didn’t expect someone so young to understand so much, to see me so clearly.
But he did.
And before I even realized it, he wasn’t just someone I talked to he was someone I missed before the call even ended.
In a world full of noise and fleeting faces, he became my calm.
My safe place.
My sunflower. 🌻
It’s crazy, isn’t it?
How someone you’ve never even hugged yet can feel more like home than places you’ve lived your whole life?
And now…
he’s not just part of my life.
He is my life.
I’m so grateful I met him.
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