'Tis better to be alone
Than lonely.
What improvement it would be
To sit in solitude
Beneath a tree,
Shielded from rain,
Rather than stand
By one's self
In a room crowded with people.
Yes,
I know what I prefer.
It may seem strange,
It may seem sterile
And harsh
To so flatly walk away
In order to sit in the cold.
But I would rather abandon
The crowd
Than you abandon me.