Visitation

i visit your grave for the first time in almost a year. i dont know how i can cope with out you so i try so hard to forget so hard to just pretend like it never happened, this closing has never come to me. i cant let you go i cant let this happen. y did you leave me. i held you so gently so soft and you drifted away like a leaf in the breeze never to be seen again. and i still cry as i write this, and i cry in the car waiting outside your grave fighting to bring myself out of the car and just sit with you like nothing ever happened even though you 6 feet below me. . .