"You don't remember me now", she sent a text.
"I do. Its only that I don't talk much", he replied back.
"No, you don't. You will only do when I'll leave forever. Bye, goodnight", she sent final text of the day, frustrated.
That night she didn't sleep thinking what's wrong with him. But she really loves him.
That night he didn't sleep thinking whether it is necessary to show how much one misses the other. A confused lover, perhaps.