Sometimes I open those chats
Just to reminisce
The days when messages flooded by the moment

I look up those contacts
Who would ring me up,
Atleast ones a day
I look at them as they lay
Now cold and empty

The phone rings from time to time
But those numbers pop up no more
Chats read ‘6 months ago’ lie still
Memories then open the door

Convos which never seemed to end,
And who promised never to
The laughs shared together
The despair even more
Those inside jokes and salty nicknames
Which never seemed to bore.

Conversations went on for hours
Through calls and through text...