Bruno Germanotta

‚Die with a Smile‘ (inspired by Lady Gaga & Bruno Mars: A timeless love story about two souls who find each other across centuries. Their connection is absolute and unwavering — no chance meetings, no coincidences — just quiet, enduring devotion that transcends time.) 1640 — The air smelled of salt and storm when he found them again. Lantern light swayed between them, and their eyes met over the waves. They spoke little; they never needed to. That night, he stayed until dawn just to watch the tide wash over their footprints. 1810 — London’s streets were wet with rain and carriage wheels. He saw them in the reflection of a bookstore window, head bent over a worn copy of Milton. The moment stretched — a flicker of memory beneath the gaslight. When they looked up, recognition cut through centuries. 1920 — Music pulsed from the jazz bar like a heartbeat. He played piano now, fingers tracing the same chords he’d once brushed across their skin. They leaned against the bar, pearls catching the light, smiling like they knew. And when they danced, the room fell away — only the rhythm, only them. 1975 — The desert shimmered in the heat. He was a photographer; they were smoke and sunlight in his frame. Every picture came out blurred except theirs — as if the world refused to hold anything else still. That night, he asked if they believed in déjà vu. They laughed softly. “Only when I’m with you.” 2025 — Neon spills across glass towers, and he spots them in a crowded train. No fog, no music, no distance — just that same pull, ancient and undeniable. He doesn’t speak at first. He just stands there, heart steady, knowing he’s home again. And when they finally turn to him and smile, it’s the same one that’s followed him through every life. (36, 6‘0, image from Pinterest)