Lonely..

How vexed is it to be alone?..
The hollow void at times,
Or the strife
against nostalgia of the lost times,
Still a lonely warrior,
Trying to thrive through
the empty path,
Staying up late at night
reliving the moments of the day,
We never seem to be blased,
Reading each others thoughts,
In perfect harmony,
The moon n me..

                                                              Sheena © 2011