I know she is out there
How long must I wait
Left to my own devices
Left to my own fate
I watched as the years ticked by
In an endless cycle
A progression of days
I stand here in silence
Alone in my bed, I lay
Faces and names
Scroll by on my screen
Yet, I exist another year alone
As I witness it in retrospect
Is she out there?
Or do I exist in a dream?
With promises of experience yet seen
Is love but a shadow?
Not meant for such as
Me?