How are you?

I’m fine.

“How are you?”

I ask,

and they go on and on and on.

I didn’t really want to hear the response–

just wanted it to be asked back to me.

So I listen, trying to feign attention,

waiting for my turn

to be asked and to respond

because I have something to say,

but I can’t say it yet.

And maybe I

am a terrible person

for using this conversation

solely as a way to talk about me.

And here I go again,

thinking about myself

rather than listening to their answer.

Their voice is droning–

no, mind, stop that.

They are just talking,

just like I asked them to.

And I am waiting for my turn.

The answer lasts and lasts

until they glance at their phone,

my, they lost track of the time.

They thank me for the conversation,

apologize for the abrupt ending,

say that they are going to be late.

They wish me farewell,

then they walk away.

That night in the mirror

I ask,

“How are you?”

But I can’t stand the asker

and I can’t stand the answer,

so I just walk away.

Photo by Arley Bateca from Pexels

16 thoughts on “How are you?”

  1. Have you faced the mirror?
    Have you gazed into the windows to your soul?
    Past the condensation of personal bias?
    Beyond the depth of comfortable observation?
    Deep within to the who and what you are?
    We humans are beautiful creatures
    once we wipe away the clouds of comparison to other people’s opinions.
    Past preconceived conditions.
    We are light, There are no exceptions.
    How are you, is always important.
    How are you, is always a passing condition.
    Who and what you are is eternal.
    (Pardon me if I’ve overstepped)
    The greatest gift we can give ourselves is unconditional love.

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