I've started the book of my life with your name,
But sometimes , I am asking my self why did I loved you..
You have broken my soul piece by piece ,without regrets...
Then you smiled at me ...


Today, I open with fright the book of my life ,
And step by step , I understood why the pages are sad...
I've never found a place of my own in your soul ,
Because your heart always was closed for me...


You have looked in my eyes, but you never felt my lonelyness..
In your hurry you distroyed my dreams ...
Every night, when I've cried , my tears ascended to the sky ,
And now is raining with flowers...


I'm still asking myself why did I loved you ...
Your touche killed my smile but not my heart..
I'll start a new page in the book of my life without you
You'll live only in my past ....
...And the sky will give me another happiness ...



Mariana Kabbout
20 aprilie 2006