Words are heavy, so let's just talk

Assalamualaikum and hi.
It has been a longggg time, hasn't it?
I missed you.
Real life is like a running stream, pushing us through time so fast that if you are not fast enough to hold on to something you want, it would be wrenched away from you. Once you let go, you and it become separated so far. You can see it bobbing on the surface of memories but never to be held again.
You know, right now I just want to talk. You know, real talk where you can drown in the conversation with nothing to bring you back down to reality. I want to go somewhere with someone and just talk. No pretenses.
We can walk together and then sit on a sidewalk cafe. Still talking, chatting away while sipping on the steaming coffee held so close to your face that you have to squint your eyes a bit due to the close heat.
God, I miss that.
I've never done it, yes, but the scene played out so clearly in my mind that it is hard to separate longing from actual happenings.
I want to talk.
But do you realize how heavy some words are?
Some conversations you carry around in your head but never spoken by the mouth. Over time, these one-way conversations become heavier. Remember, those words are heavy so you rather carry them around yourself than spilling it all out in a rush of conversation.
It is not intentional, you carry it around because no one seem fit to hear it nor are there anyone who would readily receive it. You can see the burdens on their shoulders and the realization dawned that if you were to talk and say those things in your head and heart it would add to their burdens.
Furthermore what you want to articulate seem so miniscule and insignificant compared to the monstrosity of their problems. They seem to think it so, and this is evidenced by the fact that rather than listening to you, they would rather talk about the immensity of their own obstacles.
It is tiring.
Imagine trying to tell that your own is heavy (not asking to help bear the burden, rather seeking understanding) but was met with, "my own is much heavier than yours and thus much more important".
Again, it is tiring.
So now I want to talk to someone who actually wants to talk to me. I have an idea of what kind of person that would be, but I am unsure if they would talk to me. This is just due for the simple reason that I haven't met the person who would go to a sidewalk cafe with me and just talk.