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La Renaissance de L'amour

Paris. La Ville Lumiere, means The City of Light. Some also call it as The City of Love. For me, it's both. The enchanting surrounding in the daylight clearly prove how romantic this place is. I can't wait for the mesmerizing night view no more. Even though I already saw those gorgeous scene years ago, I still need to prove those beauty with my own eyes again.

I'm also looking for someone special to me and I'm happy that he's here. Finally, I found him again. In a sea of people, my lens easily capture his stunning figures and I froze at the sight of it. His tall form and handsome face kills me softly.

I've been a photographer years after I died and resurrected. I took a pic of almost everything. Whether it be an animal, plant, or a person. And oh! I've also captured Marilyn Monroe, Michael Jackson, and Beyonce before. I've already met a lot of amazing people, but this one is different. He keeps me snapping his moves like a stalker. He makes me into him more and more deeply. Once he was far enough, I put down my camera and stared at his back with my own eyes. "All of God's creatures are wonderful but he's one of a kind." I muttered and a grin crept into my lips.

"Samuelle, let's move over there! What are you staring at?" My best friend's ear-damaging voice awakened me from my wildest daydream. I turned to her with a frown and checked the photos from my camera. "Nothing. Just a marvellous piece of art." Just by the glimpse of him, I was able to smile again. I must be crazy, really crazy.

Time passed and it's finally night time. Kaisen and I had different destinations so both of us will be parting after dining together. I sighed at the thought of having to walk alone again.

Wandering by my own, I can't help but be astonished and gasp by the glamour ambient especially by these attractive lights that's standing out from the dark. I don't want to waste another moment so I took out the camera I've been carrying along and snapped some view.

Taking photos here and there, and I suddenly stopped when my lens focused on my most favourite masterpiece in the world. "The Louvre's no joke right?" He smiled and I needed a few seconds to realize that he spoke to me. I wonder if he still remember me. It's been a century already. I wish he does. I want to hug him again. I miss him so much.

"Right but the chance of meeting you over here is also one in a million chances." I replied back and he looked confused. I let out a small beam. He doesn't remember me anymore. I chuckled, trying hard to refrain my tears from falling. "I'm Samuelle, a photographer. You are?" I added and his jaw dropped a bit. I looked away. That is the cutest thing for me, I'm afraid I migt smile. He's still as precious as a bear.

"Uh---I'm Henry." He laughed in a bothered way. "By the way, were you taking pictures of me earlier?" I stood still at his sudden question. Did he saw what I did?

He giggled. "Yes, I saw you." Jesus Christ, he noticed! What should I do? What should I tell him? He boffed again and now, it's much louder than before. He even clutched his stomach and banged his head slightly back and forth. I'm puzzled. Is he fine? Should I bring him to the asylum now? He needs his head checked.

"You know---you're cute when---you're---surprised." And? "You're eyes become bigger ---and---you blush." I touched my cheeks and it is indeed hot. I quickly turned around and ran away. That was very embarrassing!

"Hey wait!" Somebody gripped my wrist and twisted me to face him. I almost stumbled. Good thing, he was on time to catch me. Bad thing, he hugged me. We stayed like that for few minutes and I swear, my heart was racing rapidly. Thank God, he's panting. He'll not be able to notice it.

After his breathing calmed, he spoke. "I'm sorry." Lord, how many times do I have to be in a situation like this? Just so you know, it's hard to keep myself far-off him. The memories and affection we had shared back then is still vivid to me. He can't recall me anymore and seeing him like this, tortures me a lot. I need to come up at a decision as soon as possible and I decided, I have to stop this feelings from growing more.

"Paris is indeed the City of Love. Everybody thinks this is a typical night but for me, this isn't because I've found someone I've been looking for. All I ask is will she let me step in to her life again?" He continued as he slowly glanced to me. "Yes." He suddenly shouted; "Paris, we'll see you again soon as lovers!" I lightly hit his back while giggling.

In our quest of love, perhaps we have ended giving up and losing hope. Loving is a journey to rediscovering ourselves and reconnecting to each other's soul. Loving is about being compassionate and kind to everybody. It is about providing us with all the affection we deserve, the love we're thirsty for, the love that makes us feel home. It's a powerful path to healing and development that only us, humans, can do. By ourselves for ourselves. Loving is a super power which can transform our entire outlook on life and bring the passion and cure you badly need. For you, who's reading this my dear, do not lose faith. Just pray to God always and He'll help you walk on the right path on the way to the right one for you.