I remember days.
So wonderful-
Days filled with happiness.

I remember so crystal
that the thought of those days.
Makes me want to cry.

Now bitterness makes me bite my tongue.

Those days are forever lost to me,
and I'll curse the used to be
for the rest of my life;
as I cower in a small distant corner
of my mind, and remember those used to be days,
in the crystal HD clarity of my mind's eye.

I'll sit here with my tears-
that in real life, I'll never let fall.
I'll say that tomorrow-
always tomorrow-
I'll go and see you.
I'll go and figure out exactly where it all went wrong.

But stubborness and fear make me bite my tongue.

Shall I live up to my Zodiac?
Taurus-bull headed...
Because I don't think that I was wrong.

But still,
right or wrong

I lost you.

I get that-
shockingly-
painfully-
I get that.

But yet being scorned makes me bite my tongue.

I remember good days.
and those days' happiness
make me want to cry.

Because I lost you

I get that-
Shockingly-
Painfully-
I get that.

But still-
I'm mourning the loss of you.