I have to pry to get you to even remotely enter a conversation.
You don't answer my questions.
They're not rhetorical.
I do it to connect.
It feels as if you have given up.
And the worst part is you not telling me.
I'm lost, and you're quiet.
I'm hurt, and it's fine.
I'm drowning, and it's sunny.
I'm depressed, but were fine.