Hour Hands

Hour hands were dancing on the 12 figures! No matter which number they stopped on, all hit my heart.

I was watching the alarm and considering what time was appropriate to dial.

Hope you would be happy to get my call, hope I didn’t bother you.

In the same time, I guessed what you were doing.
Surfing on Internet, having snack, watching TV, or sleeping?

Sleeping was the answer which I was scaredest.
It meant you were not going to answer the phone call, and I also interrupted your sleeping.

Hour hands were slipping when we were talking. I would order them stop running, but in vain.

Time’s up! I handed up unwillingly.