I Stand Alone

This was written May 18, 1984.

I stand alone,
as I always will.
Friends come and go,
but all the while
I stand alone.
Just a molecule
of air, am I,
tossed about by
the wind.
I see, and know,
          and love
               others
but they go and
I see, know and love
               more.

Always there will be
               others.
Is there no one forever?
I stand so, so alone.