I've been here for awhile now. Enough to learn the names of those who frequently visit me, but not enough to know their daily lives..

I say hello. They say hello. They ask for a soda, I ask what kind. We exchange, we barter, we go on with our lives.

Sometimes I wish our exchanges weren't so short. Sometimes I wish the would stay, linger. And when they do stay, they are usually the ones talking. They talk, I listen. I don't mind this. I'm a listener. But sometimes... Sometimes... Why can't they listen to me for once?