we used to share the same sky.

we used to romantise ourselves,
saying that we are under the same cloud,
the same sky.
we are not too far apart this way,
you used to say.

then,
you told me to see the sunset,
because it was splendidly beautiful.
i wondered,
what if i no longer could see it.

see the same beauty you took it,
see the same world you are in.
i looked out of my window,
i saw nothing.

nothing out of ordinary.
no sunset.
no hues of red and orange.
nothing.

perhaps now,
we no longer share the same cloud.
we no longer share the same sky.