Él.

I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home
alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with
her lover, or a friend laughing with their best
friend, I realize that even though I like being
alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is
beautiful, but the people are sad.