Susurros Al Alma
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Last published Wed, Jul 10, 2024
Harry nunca se detuvo a pensar sobre el amar a alguien, amarlo a él. El enamorarse de pronto no es tan agotador como él pensaba, pero por un momento todo parecía perdido. El proteger a una persona, como si de ello se tratase la historia de su vida; el tan solo pensar en dar la vida por alguien le parece una idea tan romántica e irracional a la vez, sin embargo todo cambió el día que lo conoció a él, Louis; esos ojos bellos, tan brillantes como el cielo y tan azules como el mar, esos lindos ojos los recocería en esta vida y en todas.
Tan sólo el hecho de mantener la viva imagen de aquel chico de ojos azules, mejillas rosadas y buen carisma, eran como miles de caricias al corazón, miles de 𝑺𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒔 𝑨𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒂.
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