Wanting what you Can't have

I wrote this poem a while ago, and thought it was quite good, but ya. so here goes:

I sit here forever alone
comtemplating my cruel fate
destined to live a solitary life
forever seeking that which I can't have

My desire is so close
torturing me the most
near enough to touch
yet I can't have what I want so much

I knock on you door
but am denied entrance
my soul just seeks shelter
so it can be complete

Oh woe am I
if only I was him
then perhaps you'd let me in
and my heart would sing again

I didn't write this about squirrel unfortunately, but I remembered this poem when I was thinking of her, and thought it was quite fitting, at least for a while, lets just say my soul is singing like a crazy plump opera chick hehe. I hope you don't mind me saying that on my site squirrel.