Why did you give yourself to another other than me?
What did I do wrong?
What do I not complete in our love?
This could have been better than it has become.
I cry thinking of the cause, how could we ever be the same,
and how could we ever fix this tragedy?
Promised words, said to the eyes, one blink, changed everything.
It’s amazing what could happen if you loose one second of sight.
Are we blind to see such pain?
Aphrodite should cry, for you deceived love.