lovely, sunny and full of poetry
he texted me and we smiled
simultaneously...i'm sure of it
he had me at good morning
the way he knows my likes
and dislikes my moods and
my joy...my love for writing
and my favorite spot to indulge
all day long his messages lingered
and as the night fell i began to
reminisce about the day before
when it was exactly the same
a gorgeous day, lovely and
sunny...full of poetry but not
one text from him and no smile
from me...just a tear that fell
as i drifted off to sleep while
holding my cell
