The Exchange

Filling the air with words
I wait –
Wait for her to finish her thoughts.

Look, glance, pause.

“Think of something else to say, Danyealah…”

Sputtering phrases of weather,
homework, travel –
Random facts followed by an “Mmhmm.”

Words go on,
the exchange continues.

Look, glance, half-smile.

An awkward race of silent pauses:
I am left at the end of it,
helplessly looking for words to fill the air.

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