I stumble upon
an article or picture
that I know you’d like
and the thought runs
through my head
that I should text it to you
and my eyes tear up
when it hits me that I can’t
and won’t ever be able to
will it ever stop
or will my mind forget
from time to time
and go to text you
all the rest of my days
what I wouldn’t give
to simply be able to text you
one more time
or if I’m being honest
all the days of my life
damn, I miss you!
sorry, Micky
that’s a quarter
for the swear jar
