I once thought that your love might have been true,
With fantasies I did betray myself.
I thought you were my prince come from the blue,
I put my real life back upon the shelf.
I gave up everything I had for you;
You made my world revolve around your own.
The only way to keep you that I knew:
To give myself to you upon your throne.
Alas, you did not want me as I you
But let me drown myself for your ideal.
When finally you said to me adieu
You killed me but you ended my ordeal.
Therefore I found, as many lovers do,
That what I needed was just me, not you.