A Glimpse

Your name flashes on the screen,  
My eyes crinkle at the corners,  
As I take the phone in hands,  
A joyful bubble encircles within.  
 
In a blink of an eye,  
All that now is replaced,  
By a memory of what once was.  
Its hollow comfort, my only friend,  
Like a presence that lurks.  
 
It’s much like an echo, a deja vu,  
Yet this time, it seems like it might be different,  
For you’ve shut the doors and I’m left to wait.  
Reaching out, only to stare,  
In the silence left by you.  
 
You are not here, not anymore.  
Yet your image is lingering.  
The way you looked in your sweater,  
Your warm smile reaching warmth,  
Your long, black hair cascading down your face,  
But not enough to hide your eyes; an amber hue.  
It all, is trying to fade away.  
 
You may think you're forgotten,  
When you are no longer in the picture,  
But, to me, you remain still,  
Never left the frame.  
 
I cling to our reminiscences,  
Desperately holding on to each thread,  
Hoping they will continue to live.  
I yearn not for what could be,  
But for the knowledge that you’re there,  
Alive and living.