Echoes of Texts: A Digital Dialogue

You say hi,

I reply with the same energy.

You don't see the need to text me—

Me too.

I text first,

You seem dull.

I ask, "You okay?"

My friend opened up about the economy.

I shared some figures,

We laughed.

He did the same when he thought I was depressed.

You act uninterested,

I leave your next message unread.

You text months later:

"Na like that you forget me,"

I reply: "Na so we see am."