There was a world in my phone

but its gone.



Its where you lived

In many forms:

pictures, videos, boomerangs and many more
Never seen by anyone
and
not to be seen by anyone
anymore.



You were a living soul inside an inanimate thing.

And you had a constant visitor.

ME.

Every other picture in the gallery envied you.

You always stole their visitor.



But

Now

The phone is gone.

The gallery is gone.

and

You are gone.

and the ones who envied you are gone too.





I lost all of you,

when I lost my phone.

You left no remnants.

Not even a single trace

to find you now.

you are lost

and I am lost too.