Just What Is Left??

I hide in the clouds, this is where I can stay while I wait for the peoples to pass. There is only one that could find me, or is it that there is only one that I would let find me. I know I can stay here, I have already been here for a long time. A fake world I create so I can come out into the real world, the longer I stay in the fake world, the more its going to seem like the real thing. There is no one left for me here, no one to save me. I am alone, maybe forever?