When he was not there tonight I found myself at a loss.  I could not smile or laugh or saunter out to the terrace in the same way.  It didn’t matter that I had just had my hair done or that I was wearing the black sheath that looks so stunning on me.

I had been looking forward to seeing him more than I realized.  There is nothing else if he is not there.  Why smile if he cannot see it?  Why laugh if he cannot join in? Seeing him is the best part of my day.  Maybe even the only part of my day.