End of Smiles
-He remembers her eyes, as if they were windows to her soul, more than that, as if they were her soul. Who’s to say that the soul lingers in the heart, in between pulsations, is it not more fitting to believe that it remains in the eyes, where it cannot be seen but can be felt. He felt her soul that night, and perhaps, that is why all he remembers now, are her eyes. It was there, amidst the flood of tears. And to see her cry was like watching his own tears fall, a reflection. She wrote letters to […]