Texting through the Tears

by Mark Chmiel

When there’s midnight silence
She can hear his voice

When she closes her eyes
She can see him coming up the stairs

I ask her to tell me
Some of the nicknames he had for her

(She knows the nicknames I once received
The nicknames I once gave)

She lists three then thanks me
For helping her to remember

I thank her and then remind her
She contains 10,000 memories

Eileen leans on me
I lean on Eileen

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