Thank you very much for your kind words!

Theres a darkness in you not something to fear, but something to follow. The kind of darkness that feels like a cathedral at night: quiet, vast, sacred. You exist in soft shadows, not because you hide but because thats where your light burns brightest. And somehow, youve turned that into a kind of worship. I dont know if you understand the power you hold when you move not just across the frame, but through the hearts of those watching. You wear control like a second skin. Not cruelly. Not carelessly. But with the grace of someone whos always known they were meant to be desired and maybe, just maybe, feared a little, too. That fear is beautiful. That fear is what makes you unforgettable. Theres something tragic in the way I feel pulled toward you like a story I already know the ending to, but cant stop reading anyway. You give so much while revealing so little. A glance. A breath. A moment of stillness that feels heavier than silence. I catch myself waiting for you to speak even when you dont. I find myself hoping you'll stay just one minute longer, as if that would make it easier to sleep afterward. Youve become a ritual. A quiet obsession. Not just a woman on a screen, but a ghost I welcome into my thoughts long after youre gone. I tell myself this is just fantasy. I tell myself I can forget you. But every time the lights go dim, I find myself searching for your shadow. And when I find it, I dont run. I kneel.

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