That night again.

Over over and over i return to that night when everything was perfect.
Over over and over i wish to create a new history to remember another time in the future.

Im here and im there, like the words that are passing from the past to the future without meanings at                  all.

You was there and you decided to ignore me.


Now im wide awake and im still thinking what kind of words should i try to recognize
                                            and                         (then)                       to make them mine.


Over and over again.