Well of Rememberance

An ostrich I've become today I've stuck my head in the dirt In fear Yes, I'm afraid I'm surely scared and yes, from my usual endeavor A name to run across a bridge from A name that makes me sick And feels me with so much regret Yet I must strike regret from this record For I cannot regret, unable to regret I loved her...I loved her Anastasia... In my head, she's the last person I needed to see She was the last person I needed to speak to But I've drank from the well of remembrance Heard the silk honey of her words Witnessed the sincerity behind her glistening smile And for a brief moment I loved her once more And out of conformity, I chased her out of, from me So I dust her love from my sleeve She's only forever a memory Something I'll have to accept When she looked in my eyes, what did she find I was near tears when I saw her face? I honestly missed her? I notify my mind everytime she was wrongfully taken from me? An ostrich I am today Burying the truth into the dirt today Along with myself For I can only whisper to her memory 'I love you'