Three Meals Alone

Today I ate all my meals alone,

I'm grateful for each morsel of food, yes,

And, no, it's not that I was alone at the house,

I was just alone.

Not that it would have mattered if everyone or someone sat with me,

Even once,

For it would have been a sad affair then too,

And I don't really like eating alone,

But more than that,

I hate eating sad.

So, I ate every bite quickly,

To stop any of my tears dropping into the food to make it saltier,

And left the table before I even finsihed my last bite,

For I couldn't bear the silence any more than I thought.