The conversation is constant with you we don't say hi or hello anymore we just continue to discuss matters important to us//like your favorite dessert your mother makes and how I hate the word why and everything that has ever or could ever make us cry//we don't need to greet eachother or acknowledge who or what "us" is we just need to continue calling until one day we don't have to call because somehow, slowly, without either of us noticing, I'm in your arms and your heart//forever