Whisper To Me
I sit here in silence staring at my phone.
Hoping to hear her familiar ring.
I wish she was with me, but I’m on my own,
Wanting to hear her more than anything.
Why can’t I hear her heart whisper to me?
If I’m lucky, I see her once a day,
Keeping to herself, silent as always.
She’s surrounded by people, lost in fray,
Yet she commands the room, and it obeys.
Why can’t I hear her heart whisper to me?
I see her walking calmly down the hall,
Her eyes fixated on the muted ground.
She does not seem to notice me at all,
Passing me without a glance nor a sound.
Why can’t I hear her heart whisper to me?
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