## Blue in Green We talk a lot. Three hours apart right now. Closer to 12 in a few days. I'm remembering a FaceTime call. It was late. Probably 10 or 11 my time, meaning 1 or 2 her time. We were talking about something hard to describe. I keep her up late sometimes, although I don't fully mean to. It was her teal jumper. The colour is unique in my memory. My dad had a teal jacket at some point, that was more blue and faded. My grandparent's 97 Honda Civic was closer. It was the hatchback model, well maintained. They drove it while they still had the farm out in Curtis. That was still a little more towards green. When we call she always wears her headphones, unless they're out of battery. Bose wireless. They're the good noise cancelling ones that people like. My friend K had the same ones for a while. What were we talking about? Something between time colour. Looking up, deep blue questions in her eyes. Cross legged, perfectly framed in my palm. We both have the same iPhone mini; hers is navy, mine is mint. They're making them bigger now. Her room looks warm and pleasant, I would like to be there. I love how she thinks. You can tell when she is getting something, because you can see her lifting it up with her eyes. Levitating it, pulling it towards her through the aether from over the horizon. A planetary force of nature. There are greater powers. It was late and getting warm probably. Time to take off the cardigan. Left arm. Right arm. Up and over and—headphones. Sweater almost off, arms stuck over her head, the most adorable lamp shade in the world. Nose and mouth poking out. Fuffling fabric noises, faithfully reported by her headphone microphone. Direct hit. Free falling spiral, ignited in Neptune orbit. I had time to collect myself because the sweater was still covering her eyes. She's flushed and her hair is mussed. The expression is completely unique to her. Adjacent to embarrassment. A tamarind sweet expression that says *wieh. got me*. I'm lit up. *Headphones* I managed to say from beside myself. We haven't met in person since Toronto. Jane station. I forgot a hug could feel like that.