I want us to talk again – the way we used to when the sun was coming up, and we were miles away from anywhere.
I want us to talk again – about all the things we would think about, yet never thought to say out loud to anyone else.
I want us to talk again – like the way we did before we wanted to do anything more than that. I want us to talk.
And if we never talk again, I want you to know that I miss that most of all – and every time the sun goes down, I think of all the things I wish I could tell you.
~ Lang Leav
This made me think of you, I said.
Now it makes me think of you too, you said.
(I’m sure he thinks of you all the time too, she said.)
It’s not that we can’t talk anymore, you said.
It’s just that things are different now and it’s too diffic–.
I know, I said.
You’ve said that before, I said.
I hope you’re well, you said.
I hope you’re well too, I said.
And just like that
we go back
to not talking