Ode to the Living Dead (Secret Love)

I love yous whispered into ears well kissed
I love yous breathed lightly onto a face caressed
I love yous falling unto a deaf heart
Thus became my withered heart
Slowly weeping itself through eyes blinded
The blissful spring turns to its cruel wintry end
So try to wipe those useless tears, eat and drink
Wear the mask of merriment
The sun does not bring a new tomorrow
A mere continuation of an endless today
Where even a haunted sleep eludes me once more