Together Alone

On one hot summer day you knocked on my door and I opened it. 'I'm thirsty,' you said. And I brought you a big nice glass of water. 'I'm hungry,' were your next words and I gave you an opulent picnic lunch in the shadow of the trees in Kensington Park. 'I'm tired,' I've heard from you and I offered you a place to rest. A big cosy sofa with a large fluffy blanket where you've been sleeping for hours. Then you woke up and said, 'I'm bored,' and I took you to the theatre. And then… after a great successful spectacle, after a breathtaking standing ovation I watched you leave… Alone… Again.