When we sit and talk...

For all the people with whom I sit and talk....

When we sit and talk
We trade stories like cards on the table,
Some worn at the edges, some fresh and bold,
Each one shaping the way we see.

I hear what keeps you up at night,
You hear what gets me out of bed.
We swap questions with no easy answers,
And laugh when none are needed.

When we sit and talk
There’s no rush to get it right.
Just words, just thoughts, just us—
Figuring it out as we go.

When we sit and talk
Ideas bounce and shift like tides,
Some drift away before they land,
Some stick around and make us think.

I catch the way your brow pulls tight
When something doesn’t sit quite right.
You notice when my voice drops low,
A sign I’m holding something back.

When we sit and talk
It’s not about fixing, proving, winning—
Just sorting through the noise of life,
Finding clarity where we can.

And when the words run out, that’s fine.
Silence doesn’t mean the moment’s done.
It just means we’ve said enough for now—
Until next time.