At night

When I see those lights it makes me feel here connected in some way life goes on, I work in whatever I ‘m interested but for any reason I remember ya are far away and do not love me anymore and see that all is death trees do not move nobody are out of house heaven is static mountains are fixed nothing moves, things are without colors or almost, dark, and cold, disconnected, left behind or aside without goals‌ Why do not tell me if ya are lighted like me by those different and nice lights if all is alive around‌