She used to be right there on my right

She used to be right there on my right, my hand resting on the stick shift, her hand resting comfortably on mine. The top down and the warm summer air all around us as we drove for miles with no particular destination in mind. Every red light I would glance over at her and be captured by her smile. She had a way of tilting her head to the right ever so slightly when she smiled at me. It was so slight I doubt she even realized she was doing it. But that was because she only did it when she smiled at me and that’s how I knew it was a smile meant for me, no one else.

She used to be right there on my right, her hand comfortably in mine as we walked down the street. Talking and laughing as we walked for miles with no particular destination in mind. Every chance I got I would glance over at her and be captured by her eyes. Her eyes had a way of lighting up when she looked at me. I would tell her she wasn’t playing fair but she always said she didn’t know what I was talking about. But that was because they only lit up when she looked at me and that’s how I knew it was a look meant for me, no one else.

But she is no longer on my right and her smile, her look, a smile and a look meant for me, no one else is gone. I wonder if they belong to someone else. I wonder if she even knows that she’s giving him a smile and a look that tells him she loves him and no else.

She used to be right there on my right.

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