I cooked a banquet for one.

They took a bite

out of everything

then excused themselves from the table.

I offered the leftovers

to someone else

who seemed hungrier.

They took a bite or two

out of everything,

spilled the red wine on the table cloth,

decided they had their fill,

and let the rest get cold.

“What a waste” you said, “Let’s eat.”

and you told me you were starving,

so was I…

Except, all I had was a half eaten meal.

But, so did you.

We set the wine-stained table

and shared our food.