Alone

I like being alone.

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like going to a bookstore alone.
I like riding motorcycle 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 her or his bestfriend,
I realize that even though I like being alone,
I don't fancy being lonely.