I have nothing to say…
Keep dreaming about a day:
A day of my past
Not the least, nor the last.
If it’s a dream or a nightmare
I don’t know, neither I care.
Something has changed then,
In the exact moment when
The moon shown its face,
The sun left its place,
The Earth stopped spinning
And nothing had a meaning.
I didn’t know that it would
Be as strange as it could…
That is all I remember
And to it I surrender.
It was late in the evening
And I saw you were leaving
Straight away, outta here
Very fast… the path was clear.
It couldn’t be real
I didn’t know what to feel
Happiness… despair…
I didn’t want to be there.
How could all of those tears
Be cried after such years
Of being together
In all types of weather?
There were several questions:
All of you, no exception
Couldn’t tell any reason
For such change in a season.
Sometimes, I still cry
Although you told me why.
Now you advise me to get up
And smile. Well… I’ll try.

Marie Curie, 29Novembro2006
"The Day You Left"