Yesturday Replayed.

I know there's a better life than I've been living.
Much more happiness thatn I've been given.
I've tried to make a better life for myself in many ways.
But I always find myself back in those same old days.
Why can't happiness stay.
Rather than just all fade away.
Maybe I've held onto thing longer than I should.
But wouldn't I let go if I could.
I'm sick of crying myself to sleep at night.
And holding my pillow tight.
Stop these tears from falling from my eyes.
As I think about your final goodbye.
You told me you loved me then turned you back.
For I finally realised the strength I lacked.
These days grow longer by the hour.
For my body grows week, I have no power.
I lay awake in my bed and wish.
That this all is a nightmare of the night of our first kiss.
Each night I wish upon a different star.
To hear you play our song upon your guitar.
Everyday away from you.
Slow shatters my heart into two.
In the morning I wake up to a brand new day.
Just waiting for yesturday to replay.