Love not found is hope for love no longer

Stinging tears of acid
falling softly down my face,
the storm flashing above agree
that there is more
than meets the eye.
Heart heavily swollen,
cold and drenched in the rain,
questioning motives
and hidden meanings.
Alone I cry
still and weeping.
Cuddling with self
thinking about everything
yet of nothing at all,
stuck on reasons
that simply can't be found.
Lost in my sorrow I lay
trying not think
about being so alone.

Love not found is hope for love no longer.