I thank my phone.
It saw everything.
Heard every word.
Had every text.
It remembers better than I do.
I do all the feeling.
And it stays silent.
It holds her face in a forever stills smile.
One that will always remind me of a happier time.
Of a time I could smile back.
It holds a video so I can hear her voice.
Just one more time.
Maybe one more.
Just one more.
I won't cry this time I promise.
The hardest part of loosing someone you love isn't losing them.
It's remembering them, and how happy you were with them.
But you'll forget eventually.
She will, I won't.
I have my phone.
I have these painfully happy memories for as long as I have the phone.
I thank my phone.