The Un-sheltered Lonesomeness

There has been times when it felt,
Like I was left to rot all by myself.
But now I know I stood for a purpose.
And the purpose was to make you feel,
The way it felt when one gets loved unconditionally.

I don't know of how long I may stand this,
But the blue moon day is sure to glitter upon me
Someday and somehow on this very place.
And I know that I am just being a lone dreamer,
Dreaming for snowfall in this very bright summer.

Hope has perched my soul with the hardest grip,
That I just can't let off this feeling so easily now.
So, I'm going to wait here till the very end,
Here in this place for now and the days on
Till the very last ash turns out of me.