Unheard between the silences

"Hello!"
"Hello!"
"How’s the car running?"
(i worry about you, you know)
"It's fine. No problems so far."
(i know)
"How’s work?"
(you need to take care of yourself when i'm not around)
"It's okay. Not as bad as last semester. Much more slack."
(i can do that. i've been doing it for some time now.)
"What are they teaching you this semester?"
(you're far away. i can't help worrying.)
"This and that. It's kind of boring, but I suppose the first few years are all theory, so it's unavoidable. I can't wait for the clinical years."
(i know. But sometimes you need to learn to let go. i haven't been close in a long time. you know that.)
"Oh. So it's just theory now?"
(Why does this have to be so difficult?)
"Yes. It gets more hands-on only in later years. It's when we actually earn our degree. The first three years is another degree. It's actually a double degree."
(how do you love someone and not know them at all?)
"...."
(how do you live with someone for your entire life and yet not know what to say to them?)
"..."
(i wish I knew how to do this. But i don't. i'm sorry.)
"Well, I guess I'd better go. The connection is terrible. I'll try calling another time."
(i'm not good at this. i'm not sure it isn't too late. it's hard. i want to know you, but maybe i don't want the answers)
"Okay. Write, okay?"
(fine..... but i'm not going to stop trying.)
"Bye."
(i love you though)
"Bye."
(i love you too)