NO ones there

Through the mist I call your name,
Like a knife it cuts through the fog,
With no one to reply back,
The silence following my call,
Hurts,
The pain hurts with the pain,
Of a thousand stabs,
This pain,
Hurts almost as much,
As it did when you left me behind,
All those years ago,
I call,
One more time,
Hoping,
Wanting,
Needing,
You,
Back here with me