Click. A snapshot to remember me When I leave. Click. Click. Two to remember us As we used to be. Click. Click. Click. Three for what we said In whispered conversations. Click. Click. Click. Click. Four for the squeal of the door As I walked back in. Click. Click. Click. Three times for the phone receiver Dropped as you saw my face. Click. Click. Two for the loaded gun I held firm in place. Click. One for the trigger I pulled. Silence. All that is left After I'm gone.