I return to the grave two years later and confess my need for him to return to me.
As I begin my confession I start to cry tears of sorrow and anger,
These tears come from the need to be less human than I am.
I cry out of anger because I can not get rid of the guilt that I feel.
As I come to this realization the ground begins to tremble and split where the grave had stomped on by those who wished him ill.
With the Earth trembling ever more violently as time passes my cries of anger become more profound.
Finally, the Earth gives up what was hers for two years,
And now I stare into the dark eyes of my inner self and realize that I need him to survive in this world.
I nod my head in acceptance and with a demonic grin he plunges into my chest taking over my heart.
Now and only now am I actually complete.
I again fall to my knees,
This time laughing hysterically.