I always find it hard to smile.
She told me she never smiled either.
I remember something totally different though,
I remember her smiling every time I entered the room.
We’d known each other for a while.
Every Monday night we’d sit beside each other at the open-mike, as just acquaintances.
She remembers a time when our knees almost touched.
I don’t remember that.
But I do remember her smile.
Today we both smile a lot.