Since monday (song I).

Since monday, how i´ll rationalize you on 365?
it´s a very unfair life game
But easy; look:
compress that fifty percent of your current life on a zip document. Then save it within a freezer of your invention. Hold it until next winter or more. (another month is nothing).

Meanwhile make one two three promises to the wind or to you, at the end, will be the sameone:
wind you, you wind;
wind wind, you you

Another lovely cliché here it is:
the missing feeling,
the sadness, the sudden happiness of memories
all that shit made song
of a person thinking about herself is the only one feels like.

Meanwhile make one two three promises to the wind or to you, at the end, will be the sameone:
wind you, you wind;
wind wind, you you

At the hell, you´ve never felt this way.
I´m gonna respect my heart not promises.
It´s just insane: hold the past one year.
That means lots of energy it could be just for me
even if i love or hate you, i´m not ready to hold good part of my brain on the same place at my twenties.

But let´s see how it happen since monday
Thank people like me the word "but" exists. Couse the last months have been really passionated could be a year compressed :)
now i´m in love; let´s see the next winter.