Into The Sea Poem by Ailbhe Eighteen

I forget you everyday
I'm trying to brush off the dust of your shoes,
But I'm keeping your artworks;
your workroom is still the same, unmoved;
No changes made,
Two years ago.

You're not gone,
You're all over the house;
I hear the ocean and it murmurs your name;
I looked into eyes of an artist whom I loved;
Two years ago.

When I met you I was the happiest,
When I lose you I was half dead;
I was trying to escape the ghostly melancholy,
To submerge the pain into the dead water;
Into the deepest of the ea I'm pushing down the hurt,
Of two years ago

Now I'm sailing to point,
Where there is no wind of insanity;
Where death cannot covet you from me;
Where I can meet you;
Then I'm gonna send you away.
I'm letting go of your paintings
of your scent
of your shadows
That's ours but not mine to keep.

When I met you I was the happiest,
When I lose you I was half dead;
Now she came and changed my outlook,
That I can love again, twice in my whole life,
I love you her as much as I have loved you;
Hoping you'll bless me
You'll bless us all
Good bye, Rest in utmost peace my love.