Calendario de Amor

I know that by January
I'll have a new love
Maybe by February
For March, who knows

April will be in love
And in May, I'll be wild
And when June comes around
I've already forgotten you

In July, there'll be memories
And in August, some resentment
And by the end of September
I'll give you your due

October will feel endless
November brings the pain
And in December, I'm dying