All out of love

After darkness comes light,
Here its cold,
I miss someone to care for,
someone to hold.

They all ask if I'm allright,
If there is something wrong,
I answer with a smile,
I just move along.

They say I should forget,
Find my own track.
But who can move forward,
when they can't see back?

The end of this poem end with one question,
Who am I thinking of?
I can't think anymore,
I'm all out of love.