Romans & histoires Fall Into Your Smile

When he smiles, his mouth opens to reveal one gold tooth amongst the others, “Welcome home.”

He smiled cupping my face, “Today I promise not to be the reason for your tears instead I'll be the reason why you'll always have a smile on your face and never cry again, I want to do this with you Taylor, I want to give this a chance, forever is not my thing but for you I'm willing to try”

He must be okay, right? Hmm, he must be okay, he will definitely be okay. She smiled lightly, completely relaxed. Suddenly, everything went black and she fell to the ground, completely limp. "Beauty?!" "Hazel--"

Smiles. ~Mmeso Writes

"Hey...Teddy listen,I've realised there's some drift between us and it didn't take me long to realize that, and to be honest...I feel you okay? I think I'm into you,and I want you because you make me happy and every minute I think of our memories I just smile endlessly, like I just shine and I don't want the feeling to end you know, you are the reason of my smile,you've been, please don't let it stop.

His eyes held mine for a second then he smiled. “What?” “I just… want you to know that even if you fall,” he said gently, “I’ll be here to catch you.”

I imagine Carolanne’s arm looped through hers, both of them smiling from ear to ear. “Take a step forward, or take a step back. It’s pretty straightforward, just like a soundtrack. Every time I see you, it brings me joy. You follow your heart out, out into the world. You laugh at yourself, and what you’ve unfurled, but every little light shines bright on you.”

sometimes I think we both belong in a psychiatric hospital. —What?! —His words threw me off, though I ended up laughing. —You're really cute when you smile. —That simple comment stirs something inside me—something new. 'Something that scares me?' —I could smile more for you, if you want me to, of course. —No, there's no need. I'll steal the few genuine smiles you've locked away inside. ✧────── ༉───✦───༉ ─────✧

” I bit out. She tilted her head to the side and searched my face. ”You’ve gone through more than anyone I've known and you’re still here. You might feel broken and beat, lifeless even, but you’re here. You got up and you got out of the room. But I don't want you to ever fake your smile because if you do, it might never turn real. It is better for you to frown, cry, or just stare than to fake a smile. Seeing your smile should be a gift.”

You simply end up succumbing to its overbearing power, allowing it to flood your senses and inevitably, turning you into a mushy version of your former self. I didn’t imagine falling in love again and the thought of smiling naturally was never on the cards. Hell, come to think of it, I didn’t even imagine I would meet someone who would make me ugly snort when I laughed, yet here I was, smiling like the Cheshire cat as the smooth tones of James Bay singing ‘Wild Love’ played through my speakers. Ironic isn’t it.