His smile. It the one thing I could ever recall about him. It was also the last memory I had of him. The way he pursed his lips together, which made his eyes crinkle at the corner. The sadness in his eyes as he told me, "I will back... wait for me." I continued to wait, and wait, and wait. I would have waited for all eternity, if it means that I can see his smile one more time. Even if his smile will never be meant for me. A story transcending 3 lifetimes for the search of forgiveness and love.All Rights Reserved
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