He: alone, me? No.
She: not for an afternoon, not for a nap?
How can this be?
He: not for a second, I tell you.
She: so you have "never" experienced solitude, you say?
He: I try, I failed.
She: then, moments of loneliness you've never felt?
He: picture this.
each time I visit my solitude,
That's where I find you
Each time I escape to loneliness,
That's where you hide,
Lonely"less", lonely "mess",
That's what I fear..