Your Voice Went Quiet

I turn the music lower When the screen beside me wakes. A little light across my fingers. Nothing else has changed. Your last few words were ordinary. I know them now by shape. Your voice went quiet. I kept the music low. The night was full of little things I thought you’d like to know. I left the evening open. It closed without a sound. Your laughter crossed the room last evening. I knew it by the second note. It sounded warm from where I stood. I took my time putting on my coat. Someone asked if I was leaving. I said the air was getting close. Perhaps the light was for the hallway. It reached me all the same. Your voice went quiet. I keep the music low. The night is full of little things I thought you’d like to know. I leave the evening open. You never asked me to. The screen lights up. I lower the music.