The smile has changed. I cannot say that it became worse or better, it has just changed. Sometimes, my mind looks back. Usually, it is not the conscient part of me, but the other half. It's kinda a strange, or even hard. But I don't want to run from it. I like memories. At least, I know that someday it had already made sense.
And from then on, it won a different meaning. It won a new smile. Not better, not worse. Simply new and ReFreshed. Life goes on, it turns me on and on again, and I'm Happy. Happy because you taught me well, and now I have the best inside of me. The worse of you, the best of you. In me. It could only make me better. From then on. From me to the world. From you to me.
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