Empty WalletI dropped my wallet this morning.
The clear flap fell open showing my drivers licence.
I knew that behind it was your smile. Water stained, crumpled, still beautiful.
Sure enough I removed the card and there you were behind my stupid grin.
A smile, not meant for me but something I always called mine.
Cruel Pie. An ironic joke that doesn't bring a smile on this occasion.
I wonder where your smile lives now, who gets to see it when they open their wallet.
Mine might be full of money and cards, but to me, it's empty now.