This is Why I don't Call You

Oh, cher,
This is why I don't call you.
We're both quiet
(Sometimes),
Flustered,
And you seem to be the bane
Of technology's existence,
At least today.

I'm laughing,
And I can't stop.
Because you're cute.
We're cute,
I suppose.

Ah,
This is why I don't call you,
Because it's hard to type with one hand.
And to talk.