He approached to me, slowly, leading his hands to my face. He was tall, so I lifted my head and looked at him. Unexpectedly, he took off my glasses, giving me a instantaneous despair, not knowing if it was for his touch or because I couldn't see anything. "What a beautiful eyes do you have", he whispered. He was just a blur in front of me. But, still, perfect.
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