At the Middle of the Night

AT THE MIDLE OF A NIGHT I wake up to unusual ringtone I rise to pick up my phone One eyed half open, I stretch out my hands down my pillow I clean my throat ready to say “hallo” My right thumb on the screen to slide the green icon But….there is no message or a missed call Oh my God, I forgot that I never had you’re new number at all Because you’re gone- my sweetie So reluctantly, I have to go back to sleep