But i'm alredy dead..

But i'm already dead,
I am the unknown,
The last of the mourners,
I sit here alone,
And no one thinks
To question me,
Sitting alone so patiently.
What do I wait for?
Why do I stay?
The answer is simple,
For when the moon rises,
My love shall rise too,
From his coffin beneath me,
His skin lovely blue.