Drifting

She sat, observed, watched
saw, learned and knew.
He didn’t seam to see it at all
And he never thought to call.
She clambered, wept, fell.
Her fists were clenched.
He wouldn’t ever think to call.
It was just another way to stall.
She knew, screamed, yelled,
and just forgot to face reality.
He had those features, handsome and tall.
For his own reasons he had such gall.
She pleaded, cajoled, yelled
had feelings she could not erase.
In the end she realized, he just didn’t care at all.