Those were the happy days seeing you,
talking to you,
sharing those three-feel stories.
I tried to enjoy them even though I knew they would
last shortly.
Why bother about me just being some other girl
who likes and adores you in every way you are?
And why should I be sad because I don't have you?
Well this feeling is all my own.
Well of course it's devastating.
But what would happen tomorrow should be nothing that concerns me.
Oh could I be detached from any possession?
To be liberated from my obsession?
How could I let it go while I can't get you out of my mind?
Those were the happy days seeing you,
talking to you,
sharing those three-feel stories.
I tried to enjoy them even though I knew they would last shortly.
Why bother about me just being some other
girl who likes and adores you in every way
you are?
And why should I be sad because I don't have you?
But how could I let it go while I can't get you out of my mind?
These uncertain feelings,
the sweetest agony.
Oh could I be detached from any possession?