slow night isolation

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.