Their weren't tears when I was told.

Not at first.

First there was the shock, then the pain, then

nothing.

How could you die? You were eternal.

Creeping towards a century and steady

on your feet (for the most part).

I won’t come close to that achievement.

You cried when you heard my voice.

I was scared the memory of yours

would fade. I’m glad I was wrong.

The phone closed a distance I could not.