A Simple Poem

Every time I think of you a sudden tear trickles down my face. I think about the way you smiled, the way you laughed and the way you carried on phone conversations with me. We could talk on the phone all night long and talk about work (school), life, or friends. As long as we were talking on the phone no one could bother us, or me on the other hand. When you passed on a part of my life just fell apart like old bread. Now, when I think of you no matter what mood you are in I always know you're proud of what I do and SOME of the decisions I make. So I guess for now we will just have to communicate with one another through the stars and through prayer.