We sit there, talking, she and I.
Only interested in keeping the conversation going - heaven forbid there be a pause...

She says something - followed by my pretendedly interested response.
I say something - and she politely laughs.
Neither of us talking about the things that really matter:
Our deepest secrets, our hidden pain, or what brings us true joy...

There we are: completely blind to how superficial this conversation really is.

By trumand, June 3, 2020*.