Only the stars are with me tonight,
Their gaze unblinking and cold.
Night time creatures scuttle and squirm
In the shadows,
Their movements unnoticed.
I am unnoticed too, sat out alone -
Not a figure stirs in the windows,
Nor a hand reaches out to help me.
Happiness is such a wonderful gift,
Which many will take for granted,
But that I have yet to receive.