Remember when we talked? We'd talk about our plans, big and small. When we could finish each other's sentences? We've lost that connection, our wires crossed or cut.
My fear is we'll move right along to polite - stilted, obligatory conversations. Checking each subject worthy of note from our checklist.
Who hears your dreams now? I've lost my confidante, followed by confidence that we can go back to the way things were. My number hasn't changed; I have a dial tone My ears are fine, I have words stored up for you.