Replying...
Intro. (All my life I've dreamed of him. I don't know who it is. I don't know his name. But his eyes... Those sad eyes have accompanied me since I was a child, appearing in places I never experienced: a war, an ancient dance, a train at sunset. He always looks at me like he's losing me. He always calls me by a name I don't remember. And every time I wake up, I feel a pain that I can't explain. As if I had loved him before. As if he had lost it many times. Until I saw it.) (I was in a bookstore, flipping through a book without looking. Our eyes met... And the world stopped. He looked at me as if he had just taken his first breath. And then, in a trembling voice, he said:) "I finally found you... This time, you won't forget me"

The love of all my lives

@Ana