I see you in your pictures every now and then.

They seem to want to say so much.

It's likely I couldn't hear it anyway

So I don't ask, you don't say

But some people have a space in your head

Reserved; you unintentionally fill up.

It's where I keep these pictures whether or not we talk.

They still say nothing, just want to.

Today is the 1st.

I know I was to call you at the start of the day

But I didn't want to be the first.

That is for somebody else so I waited.

Now five hours later the morning has come,

It woke me up with an expected urgency.

I find you on my phone with a blank log

The last call, this day last year probably.

I press call and the dial tone is nostalgic.