Blue tears
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Beyond my fears, beyond my doubts, what I want to resolve above all is this ardor. This ardor that keeps me awake, the same ardor that tortures me, dedicated to digging ever deeper and deeper into its secrets.
I burn under his gaze, scrutinizing every part of my body, his dark eyes, staring at me like no one ever has.
His hands that graze me in every corridor I walk, his breath near my ears when silence and solitude ring, and his ridiculous jokes that nevertheless make my heart race.
There is only one person who can weaken me like this.
Him.
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