He Said

The shadows were leaping out around my table as I sat sipping Earl Grey,
From the Shadows a voice calls out to me,
A voice I know so well,
A voice that makes me weak,
A voice I crave the most,
May I have your number, he says,
I look up at the face to the voice,
A million emotions threaten to burst my heart,
A million replies I am thinking through,
A million affirmatives echo through my soul,
Yes you may, I say
I await a napkin, a paper, a note,
In my excitement the century I live in was lost,
Hand me your phone, he says
He swiftly saves his and takes mine,
I look at his face scrunched up with concentration,
Fighting the urge to stroke perfection,
He hands back my phone with a brush of his fingers,
I thought electric jolts were fictional but the crackling static at my fingertips said its real,
As he stood to leave I finally looked down to my phone,
This can't be, this wasn't supposed to be,
I looked up at him and a shade of darkness falls over,
A darkness I know will bring me no good,
The phone kept flashing, Your Biggest Mistake.