It is eighteen months, since your leaving
Eighteen months, in unseen mourning
I eat, drink, work, sleep and wake
Keeping the pretence of a serene lake.
I refuse to cry
I know not why
Lacking courage, to ever pry.
Walking in silence outside the door
Afraid to delve into the core
Shunning thoughts that crave my voice
Watching emotions that refuse my choice.
I wait for release
Bound by time's lease
Knowing you will always be, my memories.