My Last Laugh

I heard myself laughing after a long time last night. I had forgotten what my laughter sounded like. So, as the first peals of laughter came out I hastily stopped myself and looked around to see who’s laughing. Then, I realized that it was me.

ME!

That made me laugh even harder. And it felt good.

It felt good to be wanted. To be asked if I would like to catch a movie. It felt good to have a trivial conversation. Sillier jokes. To tease. To be teased.

I felt the blood rushing into the cheeks, for once, not in anger.

Last night I felt my heart thawing.

It felt even better this morning.