It's Been Years Now My Love

It's been years now my love.
Why are you standing here?
I have been to your funeral a thousand times.
I have already lowered you into the cold earth of reality.
I have left my sentiments like roses by your grave.
I have covered your face and closed your eyes with my own hands.
I've embalmed you in the corners of my mind and I've enshrined you
in the depths of my heart.
So why are you standing here love?
I have visited your grave and said my final farewell.
Do I not deserve to rest myself?
Though your shallow grave holds you for this moment,
I've held you in my thoughts a thousand times.
I have moved the earth above you with the flood of my own tears.
The memory of you is resurrected in my mind.
I bury you time and again.
I've clothed myself in black,
and allowed myself to grieve.
I've fed myself to full and drank my wine to be merry once more.
I've known laughter without you,and I've seen beauty apart from your memory.
Still,you never rest in peace,
and it seems I will never be at peace with your rest.
Like someone gone mad,in the earth of my mind,I bury you every day.
But I can never bury you deep enough.
I fear you will never die.
Will the ghost of you ever cease to exists?
Will I forever be haunted by the warmth of our last kiss?
The love we had together refuses to breathe its last,as if it is immortal.
The memories themselves are conspiring against me,
ignoring the reality of time.
All of you remains love.
I have no strength to bury you again- but I must.
As I lower you into the cold earth,
I will only take a few steps away,
before I turn around and see you standing there again.
And I can hear my own voice asking,
"How are you still so alive?"