Sipping on ceylon tea

Are you here?

no, you aren't here

I go to the bar, are you here?

no, you aren't here

I go to the party, are you here?

no, you aren't here...

I climb the hill and look out over the city, are you there?

Everyone who matters to me is there. Yet you remain silent.

Maybe you're doing the same, sipping on tea and writing to anonymously to me.