Texting

One day, you send "Elow!"

I replied, saying "Psst!"

Thinking it was a wrongsend

Or you'ren known to me

Again, I 'psst' you,

That's when you tell your name

Which wasn't yet in my phonebook

But I know you, personally

Next day, we're texting unlimitedly

We mind not our load

We mind not someone

Who will gonna be hurt.

Until it came to her mind

That I was flirting in the text

She doesn't know the truth

Yet, she's right I was flirting.

I texted you about it

Asked you, if you want still

To communicate with me

Yes, you do!

Bad thing, I was now phoneless

Karma, it really is..

Though it happens

My desire to text you

Is not yet lowbat.