Graveyard of Memories

i'm still at the same place sitting by the same old lamp where we penned a tale, a poem, a song for the ages while listening to same old music in void of your voice and the letters you used to fly from your place i'm wishing on every star for a force to come by and tell me is it over or is it an illusion? my mind is my graveyard a death place of my happiness that keep stabbing daggers by bringing back memories i looked up your name not once, twice or thrice but thousands of time with my each cry i see you're doing good by locking me in a cage and throwing away in the sea with the key leaving me to drown and die