The Lonely Heart

Love is longed for by the lonely solitude,
Alone in her mind,
Alone in her life.
SHe thinks often of her loneliness,
Speaking only to herself,
FOr atleast she has that.
OUt of this sanctuary,
She can taste the love in the air,
Wishing it would wrap its arms around her.
She is too sane to ever become insane,
BUt what more can she believe in,
FOr the beliefs are surely diminishing these days.
Hope has always been attached to her though,
COntrolling her every action.