I miss Him

[Ocean's Edge]

A few notes.
A couple of opening bars, played by fingers too big, hands long since out of practice.

And she cried.

The song one she'd known well and loved for years, but it wasn't the song. The notes were rough but that hardly mattered. Still the tears stung the back of her eyes, her throat swelled with the lump that built at the back of it. She watched the man she loved cradle the instrument that meant so much to her and coach the few minor chords that gripped her heart from it, and she wept.

"I didn't know you could play."

"You never asked."

He smiled, and she was lost in that smile. It left her with a thousand thoughts, a whirl of emotion. Any attempt to form words died on her tongue. The love and the joy welled up in her heart till she thought it might burst.