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?