I know you do not want me,
And my silence is your bliss.
But Lucia dear I love you,
And your loving I will miss.
This letter is my last one,
I'll bother you no more.
I'm just here to tell you,
I dream of the before.
I'm so sorry for what happened,
I never meant to harm.
My life is cold without you,
Each day a senseless yarn.
No comfort for this broken heart,
I pass each day alone.
Every moment only half filled,
I reap the crop I've sown.
You left me for another,
You got on with your life.
I wonder how it would have been,
If you had been my wife.
