Laughter

I left to catch my van @ 6:00 today, the usual time. I went and sat alone for sometime until i saw mat coming out with his two friends laughing. He was dressed in his embossed checkered white shirt, his laptop bag slung over his right shoulder. I heard his peaking roar of laughter again. That profound exclaimation he gives when something is extrememly funny to his senses. It kept ringing in my head. That overwhelming feeling of days gone by and missing him swept over me and I kept crying silently the whole time I was in the van. The sinking feeling only subsided after I resigned to a helpless sleep at night.