Who are you,
I know who you are.
Who is she
I know who she is.
You are my husband.
The one without a conscience, without morals and without strength.
The one who broke our wedding vows.
How long have you known her, slept with her?
This other woman.
The one without a conscience.
Is she younger, prettier does she connect with you, where I have not.
Do you share your dreams with her.
Those you do not share with me
The days are dark for me.
There seems no end in sight.


