Years

It's been
One year since I've
been here.

It's been
One year since I've
shed a tear.

It's been
One year since I've
hid in fear.

It's been
One year.
One year.

I used to
visit here.
I used to
cry here.
I used to
avoid here.

It's been
two years
since I've
visited there.

It's been
two years
since you've
died there.

We used to
visit there.
We used to
visit there.

"You've been
dead.
dead to the bone."
I mumble,
touching the
gravestone.

"I've been
dead too.
dead to the bone
too."
I croak,
holding a tissue.

However, two dead people
don't resurrect one.