‘Now if I keep my eyes closed he looks just like you’
There was a trait in someone I used to know.
Not a good one. Trait or person.
He’d ask how you were doing … what you’re doing this weekend … what you did last weekend ….
But he didn’t care. Or listen. He was just waiting for his turn to talk.
And when I start to miss him, I realize his replacement does the same damn thing.
Now if I keep my eyes closed he looks just like you
But he’ll never stay, they never do
Now if I keep my eyes closed he feels just like you
But you’ve been replaced
I’m face to face with someone new
— Halsey, “Eyes Closed”
Unfortunately the replacement will keep asking till you say something.
And at least the original one did have interesting stories. That is certainly not the case anymore.
I can’t believe the thing I miss is the original’s gift for making conversation when no one hates small talk more than I do.
When will I ever learn?