Two friends sat. One had eyes like crystal, the other, eyes like coffee.

"It's all passing by," the one with translucent eyes said.

"What else would you have it do?" the dark eyed friend replied.

"Stay still."

"You would get bored."

Silence.

"Well, I would get bored," the dark eyed friend continued.

"I think I would, too. I guess."

Silence.

"Can't it just pass by forever, then?" the one with clear eyes questioned.

"You need to stop bringing up forever."

"I can't help it."

"There is no difference between staying still and passing by forever."

"Don't be vague."

"I am vague."

"You are."

Silence.

"When it passes by, do you miss it?"

"Yeah, that's the problem."

"If it passed by forever would you miss it?"

"No."

"So what would you do with it. If you aren't missing it?"

"I'd have it."

"Having is nothing. There is nothing to having. Having is made up."

"Why do I have to do something with it?"

Silence, again.

"What do you miss about it?"

"When it passes by?"

"Yeah, what do you miss?"

"It. I guess. Generally."

"That's not really an answer."

"No it isn't."

Silence.

"Do you ever miss it?" asked the friend with eyes of ice.

"Every second."

"Do you wish it would stay?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because then I couldn't miss it anymore. If that happened, I don't think I'd notice it there at all."

"Do you ever feel that way about me?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because, with you I am selfish. We will sit here and talk forever."

"Now you say forever."

"I am selfish enough to say anything to keep talking."

Silence.

"You don't have to."

"What?"

"Say anything. You can say anything, but you don't need to say 'anything'."

"I see."

"Do you believe me."

"I do."

They sat together in silence for a while, then.