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120. Viral load

[même thème que « cas contact » mais autre ambiance] No one knows exactly where this feeling started, One small spark escaped, and suddenly we caught it. Close contact of glances, no warning at first, Then the flood of raw emotions only got worse. A fever for your touch, a need I couldn’t shake, Heartbeats multiplying with every breath we take. We tried to play it cool, but somewhere down the line, Your pulse was beating echoes of the rhythm in mine. —- You got under my skin, I got into your blood. No distance left between us Once emotions moved. Under my skin, Under my skin So sure. So sure we want to know. Under my skin Who named these émotions? —- They started overthinking every word we spoke, Measured every silence, traced the rise of hope. Your longing turned electric, mine became a flame, Every time you felt it, it came back changed again. A breakthrough of confession breached the in-between, A newborn little shiver nobody had seen. We mapped out every whisper, every tangled sign, But yours had intertwined with mine, and mine with thine. —- You got under my skin, I got into your blood. No distance left between us Once emotions moved. Under my skin, Under my skin —- So sure. So sure we want to know. Under my skin Who named these émotions? —- They called us too attached, told us to separate, Quarantine our hearts before it gets too late. Mask up every feeling, keep every want apart, Straighten every curve of longing before another starts. But hesitation’s over — the symptoms have a name: Every touch we pass along returns a brighter flame. No quiet reasoning could stop what we had grown, The feelings crossed their borders, blooming on their own. —— So keep your apathy, Your cool, guarded face. This kind of confession Needs its open space. No closure, no protection, No script we have to follow. The state is now endemic. And neither wants to solve it. —- They traced every heartbeat, They second-guessed each sign. They searched for the first spark Where your gaze tangled with mine. But they never named émotions. Only two carriers of hearts.