Inside his pocket, was a letter that read,
"Once the war is over and the sky is clear with full of stars, let me hold you in my hands till my heart melt in your eyes. Because for me, you are a star that I will never stop trying to reach."
Love
Henry, 1918
Some stories live long even after the sun fades away but there are many stories living in the heart as deep as the ocean known only to the people they belong to. This might just be a story to us but not to Sarah and Henry, For them, its all what is left of what they had, memories.
