A beautiful young women
Stands upon thy very self...

Watching the stars late at night,
With you by my very side...

The very night before,
He showed me the door...

Thoughts of you wander through my dream.
Memories of us, disappear...

A pain that lies within,
Pouncing upon my heart...

The one that got away
At the end of the day...

I know this beautiful lady,
Her name is Elisabetta...

I'm writing this poem,
In regards to Liz...

All because of love,
I can see the light...

Broken in two,
A love now gone...

The moment I saw you,
I knew you were the one...

What I was thinking,
While the truth wasn't that...