Sky

Your eyes were down,

staring at your phone,

the last time I saw you.

I smiled because I knew Id see you again.

Your voice was still,

over the phone,

the last time I spoke to you alone.

I was calm because I knew it couldnt be real.

Your words were thrilling,

in your poetry,

the last time you sent me a verse.

I was happy because I knew you loved me.