Unavailable

Why am I hear what is my purpose,
Alone every night with my computer for company,
Ironically I hate computers but it's my only available friend,
The rest happy in their relationships like the one I used to have,
All their free time taken by their work never any time for me,
The girl I left worries me but my love for her will never die,
The girl I want stunning in everyway but as usual unavailable,
I can't get her off of my mind but she gives my no thought I'm sure,
My existence is questionable but I think I have the answer,
It is pointless and my saviour is unavailable.