My heart is a lonely hunter

Searching for somrthing I thought I'd never find,not knowing if I left way behind.Going though the thick undergrowth, this place simply desolate and remote.
Hunting for a spark of hope in this world of cruel demeaners. But all I find is momentary pleasures. None giving a kindle of warmth, but after a while I feel totally swarmth.
Can't I find it how far must I go,where is this great wonder where all magic flow. Where is the completeness tha the books fortold. He's with another whohis heart don't hold.
For in the past I've made mistakes. Until both our hearts had finally break.We both moved on mentally, but in our heart and soul we weren't set free.
So down low we fulfill ourselves, but my heart waits on the shelf. For when our love shall never cower, now my heart is a lonely hunter