Together

Together,
Within a smudge of blue,
I walk the footpath.

Together,
With only ourselves in a group,
We are content.

Together,
We talk about the important things
Of our lives.

Together,
We are somehow complete,
Needing no-one else.

Together,
We hear the voice behind us,
Interrupting our private world.

Together,
As if one person, we glance back,
Seeing the face that spoke.

Together,
We try to accommodate the person,
Losing the closeness we had.

Together,
The conversation we make
Is of mindless events.

Together no longer,
We become smatters of blue
That once made a beautiful smudge.