A Search

I love and I feel,
Stronger, as the days go by,
Is it true is it me?
I hurt and I cry,

I ask and I pry,
But there is no-one,
I walk my path alone,
With my will undone,

I joke and I laugh,
Otherwise, I’d cry and moan,
Do you see me?
Do you see that I’m alone?

Are you me?
And me you?
Or are the lines we tread, parallel,
And never meet? tell me it's not true.