Away from the lads for a second
He checks on his phone
Makes out like it was for the sport
Sees no message, feels alone
They’d chatted online for days
Before he’d managed to ask her
A number and a chance to meet
Different, she was like no other
They’d met in the park
A simple conversation, seemed safe
He’d over thought his lines
He’d worried she’d want to escape
It had started naturally well
They’d talked just like their texts
He’d relaxed, she’d opened up
Time had flown, neither vexed
An hour had turned into two
Coffees, holding hands, laughs
The sun had shone on them
Familiar at first meeting, no gaffs
A single kiss on parting
He’d felt a fire in his eyes
He’d texted later that night
But so far no replies.
Confused. He’s now not sure
Doesn’t know where he stands
Did she even like him?
Why doesn’t she text?
Desperate
He wants to know
He wants to make plans
So he steals moments at work
To check on his phone
But until she says it went well
He feels broken, all alone
Maybe she’s just busy.
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Poor guy was sat next to me in a cafe and he was searching and searching… but still no text
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