The Unknown Familiar

She ate buffalo chicken wings for breakfast and had some green tea. She feels dizzy, like she always does after they talk because it seems so right and last night she knows he felt it too.
When goodbyes are awkward over the phone over hundreds of miles does it mean that this is the person you're never supposed to stop talking to? Who knows... she certainly doesn't.

The point is, she has liked people before. She has even thought herself to be in love, but when it came to the nitty gritty of getting over someone, she never had trouble before. It's been so easy just because she does get asked out relatively often and she always knew there would be something else around the corner. And yet, with Mr. B, who can tell by her lack of puncuation over MSN that something is wrong and tell her to call him to talk at 2 am his time, she just can't.

Yet, what does any of it mean; just a lie we tell ourselves to get through the night. Just someone who reminds us of home we keep around for those nights where we miss the familiar. They've kept themselves at enough of a distance for there to still be so much that is unfamiliar that it feels new, but she can still know what he's going to say next.

A contradiction that's kept them speaking year after year.