She smiles, I live.

I've heard a lot of times that through eyes you can see the soul. Maybe it's real or not. Why just see it? If through a smile you can feel it, love it, live it.

A smile can make me feel the happier as depressed when it is not here. A smile can kill me of love by just seeing it or make me live in sadness when it is gone.

Not every smile can transmit all, just a few few, just one what want to. Since half decade I found what I looked for, what I dreamt, what now I have. Every day I ask to see appearing and I beg not to loose what I must protect.

Thank you Laly for your smile, for making sorrows dead in happiness, tears to dry in joyfulness and crying to fade in a song. I know in your smile I am, I exist and when it is gone I do not life, I do not feel. Let me for ever be in your smile and then your soul, feel it, love it, live it.