Have you ever been so alone,
your heart does moan,
your soul does cry,
and you ask why?

Pointed in the wrong direction,
no affection,
wanting to adore,
waiting for more.

Unknown she was there all along,
singing the song,
straight to your heart,
patient and smart.


Penned by my hand on the 6th of Scarlatan, in the year 645 AF.