creating constellations

how are you?

how are you?
no,
how are you,
really?

i have never met someone who says
"good"
and actually means it.

sadness is nothing to be ashamed of darling,
when i ask you how you are,
i want to know.

tell me everything,
how someone said something sweet today and your heart nearly stopped,
how someone yelled at you for no reason,
i promise it doesn't bore or bother me.

how could i be bored talking to a person as exquisite as you?