One’s Company

One’s company
and two’s a crowd
there’s safety in numbers
but you’re too proud
to impose on others
so you sit alone
in a cookie cutter room
with nothing but the drone
of the news on loop
and the conditioned air
for comfort and companionship
You’re suddenly aware
that this may be
the way it is for you
forever and forever
And then a text comes though
“How u doin’?" she asks
You pause before you reply
You think about faking
and telling a lie
You think about saying
all is well, all is great
“Having a real fun time!”
But it’s too late
You’re telling her how
you’re not clear any more
“What am I doing?” you ask
You’re so scared and unsure
One’s company, you realise
is just too, too much
but you try to find a way
to live without another’s touch
She sends back support
As much as she can
You keep a copy
to have it on hand
You refer to it repeatedly
It means more than she’ll know
“I hope the cry helped
You are the business xo”