I saved your contact by your last name this time.
Just like you signed it when you last messaged me.
Thinking that you will cease being what you are to me,
And will just become what you are to everyone else.
But I still read your name every morning,
The way it is etched in my heart,
And the way it sounds on my lips.
You’re still no stranger to me.
You will never be just another name on my phone book.