You haven’t been very talkative lately…<\/p>\n
Haven’t I?<\/p>\n
No. I’m used to hearing from you every day. That doesn’t happen any more. There are spaces in between. Don’t you have things you want to talk about any more?<\/p>\n
Do you think I will ever run out of things I want to talk about with you?<\/p>\n
I didn’t think so…<\/p>\n
I never will. <\/p>\n
So?<\/p>\n
So…you know…<\/p>\n
Know what?<\/p>\n
What I keep telling you…<\/p>\n
About me?<\/p>\n
Uh huh. It isn’t talking about something with you if you don’t answer. It’s just me saying things at random. <\/p>\n
I like hearing from you. <\/p>\n
I like hearing from you, too, but I don’t. <\/p>\n
Does that mean you won’t let me know what’s going on with you?<\/p>\n
It means there is not a natural flow to things. It means I feel weird about it. It means I start to feel like I am being pathetic for saying anything at all. Then the delimiter kicks in. <\/p>\n
Delimiter?<\/p>\n
Delimiter. Something that sets a limit. The ones in cars or motorcycles set a maximum speed that cannot be exceeded.<\/p>\n
A delimiter. How does that work in texting?<\/p>\n
Well. It is sort of shame based.<\/p>\n
Huh?<\/p>\n
When I start to feel embarrassed for myself, then it makes me stop. For a while. I haven’t been able to find one that works absolutely. Not for you.<\/p>\n
Embarrassed? Why would you be embarrassed?<\/p>\n
Why wouldn’t I be? Talking at someone incessantly with no reply? Being a pest? It’s very embarrassing. <\/p>\n
But I keep telling you that you aren’t bothering me. That I enjoy hearing from you. Don’t you believe me?<\/p>\n
Not enough to….oh, fuck it. No. I find it hard to believe sometimes. <\/p>\n
I know it’s hard for you. Can you be patient?<\/p>\n
Not all the time. I try. The delimiter might keep me from being too annoying about it. Or it might just prolong the inevitable.<\/p>\n
Which is?<\/p>\n
The end.<\/p>\n
There is not going to be an end.<\/p>\n
No?<\/p>\n
No.<\/p>\n
You seem pretty sure of that.<\/p>\n
I am.<\/p>\n
Why?<\/p>\n
Because I know it.<\/p>\n
I’m glad one of us does. I hate it when it’s like this. <\/p>\n
I don’t like it either. <\/p>\n
You’d never know it from your lack of responsiveness…<\/p>\n
Probably not. <\/p>\n
So. <\/p>\n
So?<\/p>\n
Say something. <\/p>\n
Something. <\/p>\n
Asshole. <\/p>\n
You love me. <\/p>\n
Shut up. <\/p>\n
You do. <\/p>\n
Don’t. <\/p>\n
Do. <\/p>\n
I hate you. <\/p>\n
That’s how I can tell. <\/p>\n
Ugh. It’s hopeless. <\/p>\n
Hopeful. <\/p>\n
Shut up. <\/p>\n
I thought you wanted me to talk?<\/p>\n
Not if….(sigh)…I give up. <\/p>\n
That’s better. Stop shaking your head like that. <\/p>\n
You’re impossible.<\/p>\n
You like it. <\/p>\n
I kind of fucking do. Asshole. <\/p>\n
Love you. <\/p>\n
(Sigh)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"