The soul of a Vampire

What am I?

I am an immortal.

I live for hundreds of years.

I live not off food, but off the blood of humans.

I look human but I am not what I seem.

But I am alone.

Each day I wake up in the dark and I am hungry.

I search for food then begin my night alone with only my books to read.

There is no one to keep my going, no one to listen to my pain, no one to comfort me, no one to laugh with me, and no one to love me.

I live each year as if it were a day and each day as though it was a century.

An yet I am still here no matter how alone I feel.

I feel as though something is waiting around the corner just for me to find it.

But I have not the courage to stay and wait for it.

I am done.