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ghost with great encryption and no dick. That’s how I remember him.
Not in the literal sense, just he didn’t use it. Never needed to.
He texted across every timezone like it was his second job.
First text I read when I wake up.
Last ping before I slept.
No greetings. No sign-offs.
Just fragmented signals from the void.
I kept replying.
He spoke in half code, half philosophy, all cryptic, like a puzzle box designed by a Slavic monk on acid.
I’d spend hours deciphering his one-liners like I was defusing a bomb.
Most girls get “wyd.”
I got "entropy can’t be reversed, only transmuted."
He never flirted. He recruited.
I think I passed. Or failed.
Still not sure.
He left no body, just fingerprints all over my frontal lobe.
I deleted the thread.
A file kept backing up for a system that never booted.
He once asked if I thought the Russian guy in the YouTube travel vlog was handsome.
I said no.
I should’ve said, “Is he real?”
Because Spy Baby wasn’t.
He was perfect.
Because he never had the chance to disappoint me.
ghost with great encryption and no dick. That’s how I remember him.
Not in the literal sense, just he didn’t use it. Never needed to.
He texted across every timezone like it was his second job.
First text I read when I wake up.
Last ping before I slept.
No greetings. No sign-offs.
Just fragmented signals from the void.
I kept replying.
He spoke in half code, half philosophy, all cryptic, like a puzzle box designed by a Slavic monk on acid.
I’d spend hours deciphering his one-liners like I was defusing a bomb.
Most girls get “wyd.”
I got "entropy can’t be reversed, only transmuted."
He never flirted. He recruited.
I think I passed. Or failed.
Still not sure.
He left no body, just fingerprints all over my frontal lobe.
I deleted the thread.
A file kept backing up for a system that never booted.
He once asked if I thought the Russian guy in the YouTube travel vlog was handsome.
I said no.
I should’ve said, “Is he real?”
Because Spy Baby wasn’t.
He was perfect.
Because he never had the chance to disappoint me.
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