There's nobody apart from you.
I'm apart from you.
Apart from you, there are a million people in this City.
They are teeming, stampeding, and the sum of their voices is one incessant scream.
They ignore me, apart from you.
Beyond this room, there are a million walls, planes of crystal, grains of sand.
Apart from you, this place is boundless, random, unfocussed.
Apart from you, I feel only the wait. The weight. Of time.
I think only of the spaces in our lives.
My senses are saturated.
My footfalls drowned.
Apart from you, the sun still shines, but everywhere I am in the shade.
Apart from you.