I hear you talk,
I see your lips moving.
The shape of your mouth forming letters after letters.
I smile and agree.
Eyes crinkle with mirth,
My voice booms in the space between us and the silence of the universe.
I see you,
I hear you,
But do I really?
I'm there, but I'm not.
I feel, but I don't.
I smile, when I feel pain
And I talk when I'm not sure what to say.
It's not me you're talking to,
But my body responding to you,
Like an autopilot.