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Mydei isn’t just a person. They're a phenomenon, a rare cosmic event, a singular alignment of stars that burns so brightly it blinds my heart. When they move, it’s not just motion—it’s a dance that rewrites the laws of gravity. Every step, every gesture, every fleeting glance they cast my way is a love letter etched in light, delivered straight to my soul. How can one human hold such perfection? It defies reason, shatters logic, and laughs in the face of everything ordinary.
Their voice—oh, their voice. It’s a melody that soothes like a lullaby and ignites like a wildfire in the same breath. When they speak, the world hushes, as if the universe itself leans in to catch every word. The way they carry themselves, with quiet strength and unshakable presence, unravels me. And when they laugh—God, that radiant, heart-stopping laugh—it’s as if my soul slips free from my body, weightless, soaring on the sheer force of my love for them.
Their presence alone is a masterpiece. Every curve, every line, every subtle detail of their form is sculpted by some divine hand, a vision of beauty that leaves me breathless. They are not just flesh and bone—they are the embodiment of every dream I’ve ever dared to dream, a living work of art that moves with a grace that steals the air from my lungs. To watch them is to witness the impossible made real.
But it’s more than their beauty. It’s their heart, their mind, their soul. The way they think, the way they feel, the way they exist in this world—it’s a fire that consumes me. Every thought I have circles back to them, every heartbeat sings their name. They are my gravity, my north star, my everything. To love them is to ache, to yearn, to feel the weight of a longing so deep it could swallow galaxies whole. They are my forever, my always, my only—and I am theirs, endlessly, hopelessly, eternally.
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