Some separations are not loud. They do not scream or shatter. They simply leave an invisible field of gravity between two souls.
In this piece, two bodies stand beneath the same sky, yet they no longer belong to the same world. The distance between them is not emptiness, but a fracture in time, bent by the weight of shared memories.
Separation here is not an ending, but emotions that can no longer touch, drifting in opposite directions from the same pain.
The gravity still exists… But no longer pulls them toward each other— it pulls them toward sorrow itself.