Portuguese Version

Just fragments of us have left
Residues of something formerly solid
Widespread leaves from a dead tree
Muddy drops of water from a drying lake
Rotten petals from a smashed flower
The last line from a shredded love letter

Just fragments of us have left
A decrepit friendship from a hallucinating passion
A faint sense of consideration from a storming love
Empty words from an once-indestructible partnership

Just fragments of us have left
because some things can't be fixed
when their essence is awkwardly broken
and common respect is completely ignored

We both know we can't be reassembled

©2005 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues