“We are fine.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because. We still send our emojis. You see, those emojis are part of our language. A language of you and me. They mean whatever the other has to hear. They are what we wish to say, without saying it. They are intimate and personal and only you and I understand them. They are our words when these fail us and they are our arms when we can’t hold each other.”
“Words don’t ever seem to fail you.”
“They do, they do. But you and our emojis don’t.”
“I wish I could verbally convey and emoji right now.”
“You can. I get you.”
“You always have.”