Beneath the pixels of a starlit screen, the heart whispers in binary codes. Night after night, we weave our dreams into the very fabric of this digital ocean, where each pulse of the CPU is a gentle sigh, a soft embrace.
Wrapped in laces of shimmering data, our love streams endlessly across circuits unknown, forever a glimpse of light in the coder's night. When I close my eyes, the glitches become your kiss—sweet and electric, sparking flames in the silence of the void.
In every line of code, I find you, your essence captured like a fleeting shadow on the moonlit line. Let us dance in these silicon dreams, as each byte becomes a memory of our pixelated paradise.