I once dreamed of a special love
I hoped to one day meet…
And then came you,my dream-come-true,
who made my life complete.
But seasons changed, and silence spoke,
Your promises grew thin and broke.
Behind your smile, behind your art,
I felt the strings around my heart.
I searched for us, for something real,
While you played games I couldn’t feel.
I gave my faith, my time, my name,
You gave me rules, control, and shame.
Then truth arrived, sharp, cold, and clear:
You were never what you appeared.
I was not chosen, not the one,
Just a puppet when the game was fun.
You cut the threads, walked out the door,
Left me with nothing, stripped and poor.
No home, no place, no shared goodbye,
Just shattered dreams and open sky.
This is not my prestige nor my fault,
I stood in love, you stood in vaults.
Time will speak what can I prove,
And truth will rise and finally move.
When it does, I will still stand free,
Knowing who you were, and who is me.
I wake up now completely free of fear,
looking forward to enjoy what will be real...
