That dreaded “We need to talk…”

Ï might be overdramatizing the situation, but he did capitalize the “W” in We, so I know he was wide awake texting that to me. I can honestly say this is the first time I’m not afraid of “talking” because I’ve been meaning to do that with him for the longest. A nice conversation about how his day went, what coffee he drank and how I prefer tea. Or maybe a nice exchange of poetic verses… that’d be nice. But I’m guessing he doesn’t want to “talk” about literature or tea… maybe, he doesn’t want to do that ever again.