Elegy for my Phone

You were a good phone;

You were not perfect,

But you were mine.

You sometimes froze

Or I could not unlock you,

And you had scrapes on your corners

From all the times I dropped you.

Sometimes you would accidentally call people

Or send nonsensical texts from inside my purse

Even though you had a touchpad--

I thought that was so silly.

But you were my phone. 

You knew my entire internet history,

You knew that I had a Pokedex on my phone,

Knew the songs I listened to, 

And which ones I liked the most.

You knew that I loved Mahler

And the soundtrack to Kingdom Hearts,

And that I had a separate playlist for when guests were in the car

So I would seem more normal.

You knew that I was determined to beat Cut the Rope, 

That I had little interest in Angry Birds,

And I liked the Spanish explorer from Temple Run. 

You knew I liked taking pictures of cats. 

You saw all of my texts and all of my emails,

Endured my habit of repeatedly pressing the "hold" button

So your screen would turn on and off,

And made a quacking noise for your ringtone. 

But you were taken from me,

So I wiped your memory

With iCloud

And now you don't remember me.

You were my phone.

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RIP Emily's Phone (June 2011-June 2012)