Your photograph there in my mind
Has torn and faded over time.
Sight, which had been grey before
Has found a world of color once more.

The world and I have turned again
Away from you and all the pain,
But scars, I've found, and memory
Do not fade quite so easily.

I still can feel you deep within
Sliding there beneath my skin,
Muscle, sinew, nerve, and bone –
Those places that you once called home.

And while I wish I had some cure
For your spectre, I am sure
That though my mind has said adieu,
My heart will ne'er get over you.