She sits in the cemetery, wringing her hands crying in despair.

Death and darkness surround her everywhere.

Some spirits aren't able to rest.

Some tormented by untimely deaths.

Those that mourned have moved on.

The life she lived forever gone.

She watches as the seasons pass.

His visits come less and less.

She looks down at the dead flowers at her grave, He hasn't visited for a long time.

Promises of forever, memories death couldn't sever.

She waits.

He used to come everyday.

head bowed he would sit on his knees and speak to her about things and memories he had.

Crying, running fingers through his hair.

Telling her he wished she was there.

Feeling raw and heart break he couldnt bare.

Time passed and he healed at last.

She sits and forever waits.

He wont come.

For him that chapter in his life is done.

He moved on and built a new life, now has two children and a wife.

She longs for the life that was stolen away.

Loneliness and despair.

She lingers forever there.

She sits and waits unable to rest.

Tormented by a untimely death.

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