Letters Will Live Long Forever Poem by Guinevere Eveleigh

Letters will live long forever
Your ghost a treasure in each and every word
Every time I read them by my bedside table
In the candlelight of the waning moon
While the shadows slither and slink all ready to consume me
Your words help me to recall the only thing that can keep me breathing
Your voice
So young and fresh
How can it be dead?
How can it be ceased?
When it is living so vibrantly in my memory
Your youthful face haunts every melancholy moment of my life
It will not rest because I will not allow it to die
This heartbreak is my life
Because you were my being
My only world
I thought we had forever
To be forever enduring
But it turns out
As I have sullenly learned
That no matter how much you love
No matter how much you care
No matter how much you dream, chance and hope
Life is either the sweetest or bitterest
And I have tasted the fusty fruit
Of which once had me high in the skies when it was oozing its saccharine juice
Not caring of how the day begun as long as you were there when I woke up
But now I feel as six feet under as you are now
You have taken away a piece of my verve
Dangling onto the edge of a cliff
Ready to loosen the grip
Ready to plunge
Ready to give up the ghost
As long as you catch me
As long as you take me away into heaven in your arms
Life is not worth the slightest shilling or the breath in the air without you near
To hold my hand
And whisper in my ear
Those dear little words that have had me in ecstasy for as long as I can remember
Life is dust
When you're not there anymore
My now immortal everlasting love