In the realm of digital dreams, I often scroll through lists of names,
Unaware of the pain that awaited me, like a carefully crafted frame.
My phone, a window to the past, revealed memories of friends so dear,
Now lost to the sands of time, their voices forever silenced, their laughter gone.

In a hollow crowd of expired friends I roam,
Whispers of their names, a haunting tone.
Echoes of our laughter, tears, and fights,
A bittersweet reminder of bygone nights.

In this virtual sphere of contacts, I once knew,
Friends and loved ones, now but a ghostly show.
Their names etched on my screen,as a haunting reminder,
Of the connections lost, like shadows in the mind.

My phone displays some close, yet distant friends,
Who've gone to the other side, where no messages end.
I'll never be able to call, or hear their voice again,
Leaving me with only sadness, and a heart in pain.

Their messages, a burden I can't define,
Guts to delete them, I lack the courage to align.
It seems too final, as if it would erase,
Our entire past together, a life we'd never erase.

As I scan through the endless list of names so fine,
I'm caught off guard by a familiar sign.
My phone displays some dear friends who've passed the line,
Leaving only memories that I can't re-align.

I scroll through them continuously in this list of names,
A digital graveyard, where echo of memories remain.
I'm caught unaware, by those familiar face,
A reminder of loved ones, who've left to their celestial place.

I don't have the guts, to delete their messages,
For fear of erasing, those memories of their presence.
I still keep them stored, like a digital shrine,
A reminder of the love, and the time we shared in kind.

Their smiles, forever frozen in my mind, their jokes, their humor, their grace,
Their presence, a comforting embrace, now reduced to a fleeting trace.
I was flipping through their names, my heart heavy with grief,
The weight of their absence, a burden I cannot relief.

I still scroll through that list, my heart heavy with pain,
Memories of laughter, now but a distant refrain.
Their voices silenced from existence,their presence no more,
Leaving me with only memories to adore.

I reach out, & I know there's no one to hold,
Their absence is a void, a...