Wall of Love.

Waking up at noon after a restless night:

There is a blank wall in front of the seventh floor elevator.
Yet, as the days go by, he writes... she writes...
And instead of a blank wall, It becomes a story of love.
Weeks go by, numbers are exchanged...
...and the pages of curiosity remain on the once blank wall.

*buzz*
"The wall has been so lonely without you...", his phone reads.
Stretching out to grab his phone, his significant other pauses...
...tilts her head, and reads.

"You have a text message", she says.
He reads it and looks at her.
"Does she know you have a girlfriend?"
"No."
She nods.

The next day, he walks towards the wall...
...sharpie in hand.
"I'm sorry, but I'm hers."

I WAKE UP.