non -communicative-communication

I find it so fascinating, communicating. I over-communicate, and I under-communicate, and people read me, and then they don’t, and then I find my communication honing in and entering and invading, and then again drifting further and further. I start to get the idea that the only real communication I ever had with people end up in silence, in loss of contact. So, if I’m still on speaking terms with you, chances are we never really communicated.

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