You have no friends,
You know that now.

You were slow
To latch on,
But now that you know,
“It is time”,
You decide,
To move on.

You are quiet
As you go about it,
Packing your things,
And tidying up,
The space you’ve taken
All this while.

You have regrets,
A lot of them,
Although you would
Have preferred none,
“But such is life”,
You decide,
And step out,
Beyond the threshold,
Not turning back,
To check if they line up
To see you go,
For you care no more.