Two people make the same kind of wish at 11:11, and neither fully knows it. The speaker wishes for the other person, and later learns the other person wished for a phone, just so they could call. It's a small, sweet detail, and it shows how much both of them are thinking about each other.
The speaker's reaction is where the poem gets honest. They say they told the other person they "want things to go my way," but admit that what they really wished for was simply to see them, "like I always do." That gap between what they say and what they feel is the heart of the poem. The ending is plain and a little painful: they're too scared to say it, so the love stays hidden. The mood is tender and shy, with a hint of ache. The poem's title suggests something sadder or more final, but the poem itself stays close to nervous hope and unspoken feeling.