We are never together anymore.
I am never near you, I don't know where you are.
Are you near me?
You aren't in my world. I would feel you if you were.
My world would be gray and there would be something behind me, watching.
My things would be moved.
You would rearrange my world, you would plan my world.
There would be notes, and memos, and post-its.
No spontaneity, no surprises, no excitement.
There would be routine, because routine makes you happy.
Routine and sameness. Gray sameness.
That's your world.

My world is blue and sunshine.