There were those nights where
I would sit and look on
how things are between us
and I would come to the conclusion that
times will come when we're not okay
and I'd always fear if I will still feel the same after

I'd delve at the thought, hoping I would see myself
as nothing more than an overthinker
But the universe, then again always proves me wrong
wrong in the most cruel, diabolic ways

The universe is cruel
but... you make me see otherwise
because cruelty can't make me smile..
driving you home on a Thursday afternoon
watching the sunset, and with our friends
looking back at the day, thinking..
The day was just right
cause it gave me a right reason to dance

Whenever those nights come back
I'd always tell myself in a lonesome chant
"Remember Yesterday"
because it was when we were okay