"Hold Me"

I expected and dreamt,
I weaved garlands,
But knew not whom-
  and where to gift;
All whom I care for-
Seem away and distant.
  I long to get back to those days,
  But am anchored...
  I see a ray,
  I feel the heat and warmth-
  But do not know of what.
Show me the way,
I am lost;
Hold Me,
I feel cold!