Are you OK? Sometimes it's not a greeting, just a thought.
I am fine. Sometimes it's not an answer, just a taunt.
How are you? Do you often recall the past, or do you leave everything to time.
How are you? Has anything changed over the years?
I am very bad, and the years and months have not smoothed away these scars. You can stay, in any name. I want to have your breath in the years to come.