alone or not ?

For all feeling alone today or even other days, here is a poem from
Prévert, french poet :

Morning Breakfast
He put the coffee
Into the cup
He put the
milk
Into the cup of coffee
He put the sugar
Into the cafe au
lait
With the little spoon
He stirred
He drank the coffee
And he
replaced the cup
Without speaking to me
He lit
A cigarette
He made
rings
With the smoke
He put the ashes
Into the ashtray
Without
speaking to me
Without looking to me
He stood up
He put
His hat upon
his head
He put
His raincoat on
Because it was raining
And he
left
Without one word
And me I placed
My head in my hand
And I
cried.

He did feel even more alone after not being completly so.
So, alone, is not so bad after all !