Smile

You smiled at me earlier, from across the way. It had been a while, too long. I know it's just a friendly smile, but…

One day, I will see that smile from across a pillow when I wake up in the morning. Don't care if it's wrong. Don't care what the obstacles are. I need to see your smile like I need air to breathe. I need to make you smile like I need water to drink.

Not just your smile, either. I need to be there when you cry, to hold you and give you comfort. I long to see all of your faces, the full range of emotion. And then make you smile again. And again.

One day… One day.