The hour passed, the screen lit twice
Your name just stayed, like loaded dice
I thought to dial, then let it die
My pride too loud, my hands too shy
I could’ve called, but didn’t move
And silence kept its steady groove
You didn’t call, and that was fair
But I still hoped you’d meet me there
The ringer off, the night too still
The wanting loud, against my will
It takes one ring to break the space
But no one dared to lose that grace
So both of us just stayed in place
Two phones apart, same quiet face