My Heart Is No Longer My Own.
It was a sad day,
dressed up as a happy one.
It was a sad, sad day
that erupted through my entire being with joy.
It was a sad, sad day that
still echoes through the years,
howling with turmoil,
begging to be laid to rest and forgotten.
It was a sad day that
shone its borrowed light of hope
upon a future I yearned for,
then I grieved for.
It was a sad, sad day when I met your eyes.
It was a sad day, my beloved,
when my heart was lost without reason,
without caution...
It was a sad day,
when I realized that
my heart was no longer my own.
