You get me, and my quirks. I get you and yours. You humor my geekiness, and realize it's a big part of who I am. You don't try and change me, but you do encourage my best.
You can make me laugh when I'm feeling low, your smile is contagious. Your laugh is the sweetest melody I've ever known, which is good because you think I'm funny.
Your strength allows me to be strong, you make me want to be a better person all the time, and I always want to show you how much I appreciate you, just for being you.
I've made peace with the likelihood that you may not exist and/or we will never meet, but the hopeless romantic in me will always hang on to a seed of hope.
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