His Smile

His Ocean

​His Smile 

​Everytime I made him smile 

​I felt like achieved my purpose in this world

​To Make Someone(People)Happy.

But his smile...

Is the most angelic thing I've ever seen. 

 

Smile of perfection, a smile of everything.

A smile that used to be mine.  

 

The images of us and that soft smile.

So Soft so soft so sweet.

So meaningful so bright so natural. So real.

So gentle. So pure. 

 

I would watch the way he would smile at the ajummas at the marketplace.

They would give us free snacks. They would say something to us like

'What a charming smile you have? You must be so lucky to have such

a handsome boy like him'.  

Yes I felt so Lucky.                                           

 

~If ever I see you smile and know that it is not for me, that is when I will miss you the most~.   

(My biggest fear is that). 

 

I could play over and over again our first date. 

It must of been about 5:30 in the evening and we were having 

coffees. We're conversing getting to know each other. He was so delightful. 

I admired him from the start. But that smile I found something so 

Irresistibe about them I'm tempted to say it was all very seductive.

How could I turn down another date with him.  

~He had my heart and he Knew it. Just from his smile.~

 

I was enchanted. I was lost. I was gone. 

His smile was so argeeable. 

 

 

~The best feeling is when you look at him and he's already looking at you and smiling.~

 

When he did that I felt like I was falling in love with him. 

It made me think Oh he wants me as much as I want him.   

 

 

Smiling, laughing, cuddling, enjoying our space togther 

every season, every day, every time we were near. 

How could that change?  

That smile I once fell in love with turn to a distant memory, a distant thought. 

 

And I only think of that broken smile. 

Which was pale and over shadowed with darkness. 

Was he ill? I later wonder. 

Or was he stick because he knew that he was going to break my heart.  

I never wish harm on him but after he told me it was over and he was 

moving to Seoul.

I wanted to rip those well-liked tender lips that form that perfect smile

and have it over mine.

I never want him to smile at a girl like way he smiled at me.  

And if I've found out he did.

I will be broken.  

 


 

 

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~Still smiling even if it hurts? Pretending to be fine even if not? 

Strong outside,but dying inside? Signs and symptoms of LOVE and SACRIFICE.~      

 

 

 

 

End Of Chapter     

 

 

Thank you to everyone that is reading this. 

I'm that I haven't posted in a while. 

~Grace~


 

  

 

 

 

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byunls
#1
Welcome back gracey :)) this was so nice and loving cant wait until the next chap x