You took my joy,
my dreams and projects,
but not completely…

Your smile changed,
your tenderness and your acts,
everything was transformed
for a bitter reply to the facts…

How nice was to see you,
and lie in your arms,
how acerbic is to forget you,
and break our charms…

But who knows you now…
since you lost control,
there is nothing that excuses you…
nothing except your new role…

Nothing will be the same…
nothing but losing you…
nothing could be again,
how one day, it was…