Now as a movie ends,

it fades to a black screen.

The music begins

as the names and titles

scroll upwards.

Listening to the music

in silence I’d read

through in search of you.

Those I’s and O’s that

spelled out your name.

The reward in finding it

among the many hundreds before you.

Now you no longer appear,

like a fragment of time

of imagination.

I remember you every morning I wake

look at your pictures and videos

left on your social media.

Endings good and bad are never easy.

You’re a movie I didn’t want to end.