Laughter, giggling or chuckling. Belly laughs and throwing back my head to hear my scarred lungs wheeze. I forgot you used to do that. I've never met a woman who makes me laugh as much as you, and you would probably laugh that off. Your body language is a walk along a beach, in the sunset, with a crowd of people smiling and laughing. Wearing turmeric coloured clothing and tripping on the sand with a drink in hand. I do not see a beautiful woman, I see a beautiful existence and a gravity, a current that you pick others up in. I'm sorry things have been so bad.