Smile --
that's all I really had
for someone who
used to love to see and hear
me laugh.
I could not laugh like
I used to before
not when we're like this now.
But what's wrong with a smile?
A quiet one.
Because between the two of us,
no words need to be said
out loud.
It would just ruin
what has transpired.
We both can be happy alone.
We both can be happy for each other.
We both can be happy
even without a
happy ever after.
©jln.
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