Fake Memory 3

Another chapter of a great moment to live by and to reminisce, a sweet memory, real or fiction, as long as you knew and you felt it.

“Good Morning”, it is indeed a good morning. That’s her greeting when I woke up, seeing her eyes that sparkles like stars, her smile that is so delightful and as she brushes her hair with her hand. I would really melt when I see her like that by my side every morning.

It’s a beautiful Sunday morning; she’s at the terrace of our house sitting while drinking a cup of tea gazing at fields of green.
We live at the mountain side; we had such vast view of the mountains and the pains in the place from just from the window. You can see how nature shows its beauty. What can be more than to be with your love in such a great home? As she happily gazed the view she then looks at me at the door telling me to come over, she’s acting like while she’s calling me as if she wants to be spoiled in a romantic way, it feels like young love. And well, I came to her of course with a big smile on my face. We had fun conversations like how the birds were flying freely at the mountain, the cool breeze of the wind that made her hug my right arm to feel our warmth. As we finished our tea, she then carefully put the cup on the table and sat back beside me with a big smile saying, “Good Morning Darling”. At that moment slowly our foreheads touched, I can feel her breathe, and…

Smile is a disease, a disease that can lift a person up, inspire a person, motivates us, reveals happiness, and also a sign of love to a person. So Smile, it's contagious.