the words still linger on my lips
thoughts i still long to depart
slices like a dagger to the heart
quiet wishes of stealing time
echoes regret, i cant get back
reaching out with every desire
longing to feel a final connection
but its only cold on my hand
where it lays upon your grave
'i loved you' quietly escapes
as i pull my shaking hand away
tears well up, burning my eyes
spilling over, pouring like rain.
broken shards of my heart falling
next to your grave they remain.
Silentpoet Grl
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/laying-next-to-your-grave/
