Two Years

Two years my love And the well worn depression Where your lifeless form Last rested still remains I cover it as if it were you Speak aloud to shadows That brush by me in the night Reach to hold them But as you have done They vanish into nothingness Eerily teasing my soul For what once was And shall never be again I often raise my glass to you Words hushed but tears fall easily No one but you could Secure this lock on my heart A failed attempt at a lovers' charade