The screen spills blue light onto the wall

Another face in the endless scroll

She’s paused the feed, her picture’s sharp and clean

The kind of smile that feels like a caffeine

rush in the evening.

A heart icon. That tiny, bright red sign

Is it a real pulse or just a line?

My thumb floats an inch above the glass

Hesitating, thinking, this could pass

Do I click "yes" to this unknown desire?

Throw a tiny ember onto the digital fire?

It's a jump over the firewall, this click

A sudden, hopeful, slightly nervous trick.

Past the filters and the profile sheen,

I'm seeking something honest, something mean-

ingful beneath the surface glare.

A true current in this static air.

Take the chance, just tonight, just tonight.

Watch the tiny world flicker into light.

Her text says she collects vintage vinyl

And knows the best spot for a midnight diner trial.

Her gaze is daring, maybe a little too bold—

A risk I've been waiting for, a story untold.

Is this where the signal finally comes through clear?

A human voice cutting through the atmosphere.

My pulse is syncing to the screen’s slow flash

My fingers moving in a hopeful, sudden dash.

A silent prayer to the algorithm's whim—

Let the odds be in favor of her.

It's a jump over the firewall, this click

A sudden, hopeful, slightly nervous trick.

Past the filters and the profile sheen,

I'm seeking something honest, something mean-

ingful beneath the surface glare.

A true current in this static air.

Take the chance, just tonight, just tonight.

Watch the tiny world flicker into light.