Letter to B

Dear B,

I thought I heard a laugh that sounded like you,

It rang through the air and lingered there,

I turned around to see if it was you but no.

I smiled a smile that didn’t reach my eyes when he asked me what was the matter.

I looked back again yearning for a glimpse of you,

Maybe we’d laugh again at jokes not funny at all,

Maybe we’d whisper things of magic to each other again,

Maybe we’d sit in silence that felt like trance again,

Maybe you’ll give me that toothy grin again.

But I looked ahead again and took his hand,

And I smiled a smile that reached my eyes when he intertwined his fingers with mine,

And I realised I had found love again.

Love, R.