Notification

From my waking hour I rise in anticipation, scrambling for my phone, checking for a notification. Seeing if you've messaged me, hi, hello, how are you? Perhaps a good morning, but you never do.

So I stare there waiting, maybe you're busy eating, maybe you're still sleeping. Every minute peeping for a message unlikely to be coming.

Alas hours have passed, and I swallow my pride. Pick up my phone and write. Hi! How are you? And quickly you respond, I didn't expect you to respond so quickly. So my mind starts to wonder, were you actually busy or were you also waiting for me? I smile at the thought, perhaps you were waiting for me.

Regardless, the conversation goes, it flows. Filled with laughter and heart emojis, the conversation goes, it flows, then it suddenly slows. For some reason it slows then stops ever so suddenly.

So I stare there waiting, maybe you're eating, maybe you're already sleeping. Every minute I peep, until I too finally fall asleep.

Then morning comes, I awake and rise in anticipation, phone in hand, I check for a notification. But still no hi, hello, not even a reply. Nothing's changed. It's as if time stood still even as it flew by.

So again I stare there waiting. Only this time doubt starts creeping. She's clearly not interested so what am I doing? Yet stubbornly, I keep going.

Eventually I seemingly forgo my doubts, I swallow my pride. I pick up the phone and write. Hi! How are you? Again, quickly you respond, Still, I didn't expect you to respond so quickly. I yet again wonder, were you waiting for me? No, why would you be?