I’m tired of small talk.


I’m tired of small talk. I want to know your 3am thoughts, and where you hide your self-doubt. I want to know what you’re most scared of, and the last time you fell apart. Because I’ve heard enough about the weather, and there’s so much I could just look up online. I want to hear about the things I can’t Google. The things you’ve felt that maybe I can’t feel. When was the last time you were taken by surprise – and how much does it take to make you cry? What do you see when you open your eyes, and how does it make you feel when the sun shines? I’m tired of small talk because we should never waste our time. Because one day, we’re all going to die, and before I fall asleep I’d like to know how you felt about being alive.


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