What about those weird short days
We could easy explain no way?
We could´ve had it all,
But all I got is this moody Friday.
No rejection, desolation.
Keeps me insane on this stucked situation.
I´ve been missing you so much,
and my soul brings no stop to this fight,
makes me keep thinking
that’s not possible for this… not to be happening.
So I, I keep wasting my days,
Looking for a solution, a resolution, and strength,
So you would be strong too, to show as much as you dare,
Just If you’ve ever been meant to.