It's been so long that nowadays, people just tell me to get over it

Like it's something I can cross if I try hard enough to do it

I try my best, I close my eyes, but behind my closed eyelids you're still living

And when I open them I see you everywhere in everything

Your voice is always the very last one I hear at night

And all handwriting looks like yours if I only tilt my head just right

And I've started buying the clothes detergent that you used to use

If only to feel like every shirt gives me a hug from you

Instead of the coffee I liked best, every morning I buy yours

And I'm a frequent visitor of all your favorite stores

They tell me it's been long enough, just get over it

But, I confess, I can't even see the bridge yet.