As midnight strikes, and fireworks ignite,
I stand alone, in this desolate night.
The world outside, a cacophony of cheer,
But in my heart, a hollow echo, a lonely tear.

The countdown's done, the year's anew,
Yet I remain, with no one to hold true.
No gentle touch, no loving gaze,
Just the cold wind, and endless, empty days.

I wander streets, where couples stroll...