I got the tiny note you left me. I’m holding onto it, along with:
The message you sent to me on October 2nd
Two small squeezes you gave my left arm as we walked north down Kimball Avenue
Songs you’ve shared with me and those songs we’ve shared together
The two books of poems
The pictures of you and the pictures of us
The poem you wrote for me that I love
The tiny note is sitting on my desk – I look at it frequently – and the rest I carry in other ways.