Small Talk

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It's rude to not exchange pleasantries 
With someone who's been
Such an inseparable part of you
Someone you have a history with and so-

Hi, I said mindlessly 
How are you doing?
It's been so long since
We've sat together 
And had a conversation 
About all that's wrong with the world 
And my decisions 
And me.

Hi, came the reply
We've been lonely
You seem busy with your 
Work and life and friends 
And everything in between 
We felt abandoned 
So we stopped by to say hello
We have a lot to say to you
Come, let's sit tonight 
And talk.
We know you don't want to
But we miss you.

Said the voices in my head.

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