Just yesterday I fell in love,
And today she has fallen out;
If hurts me so darn much
To know that there is some doubt
In believing that we will not last,
But it is more my fault than hers,
Because I took long, thinking of my past;
When the next time it occurs,
I wish to be aware of a one day love;
If I can change it, I would;
If there is something I can give up,
Then it would be my love, if I could.
This is the genesis of my fidelity.
It is the sequal to my trust
Of finally seeking one who once sought me;
Again if I provocatively must,
I would do it so haughty
With radiant joy and pride,
Because I have learned my lesson
From being torn inside;
As my confidence was just progressing,
To think we had so much in common
And we still didn't stand another day,
If to me love dreadfully summons,
Then I hope it has something good to say.
This is the finale of my degeneracy.