Hearts Phone

Thanks a lot for messing up; what would’ve been a good night’s sleep. Because I was surely resting up, until I heard my phone beep. I almost ignored it without a look, b/c surely no one could call me this late. A wrong number it must surely be, I’ll find out on tomorrows date. But something said look, and could it be true. The number that I saw belonged to you. Now what could be wrong, what could’ve happened. For surely its work purposed, for this call to have happen. A clear of the throat and a hello to follow, once I heard your voice, my heart had to be swallowed. Gotta try and sound cool, unphased by it all. But only someone like you could tell I was smiling through a call. She hears it in my voice, no way to play it off. So I’ll say she must be crazy and cover it with a cough. Now my whole world has been flipped, with a simple dial of a phone. I never want to hang up, never again hear that tone. It wasn’t a long call, but long enough for me to wonder. Does she still think about me at night, right before her early slumber? Figured I was a lost thought and dreams of us a thing in the past. But now you have me pondering, could it be my time at last. So thank you for ruining a good sleep b/c now it will be great. Because I was already up going insane, thinking of you till late. If I would’ve ignored that call, the whole night my heart would have raced. Wondering what you were doing, not knowing it was you from whom the call was placed.