Three days and years

It's been three days now... So much joy, Sorrow, Beautiful words— And I, foolish, thought It would be a miracle... His voice in my head, I've had enough Of hateful words. Day by day, my heart breaks, No mercy left for myself... I carry sorrow and pain deep inside. Years pass by, I can't forget it all. I feel disgust toward myself, And countless hateful words... I wish I could turn back time, Return to better moments. Like porcelain, my heart shatters, While outside, the snow falls... Why did it have to be me?