In one moment, we became two.
From two vastly different places, different backgrounds,
Yet, somehow, as if all to chance, love grew.

That is how you knew it was real,
the moment you lose it,
A broken heart is all you can feel.

A moment of crossed stars,
A silent promise of heartbeat to heartbeat,
Could have, should have, made this life complete.

Now, while the story is so painful to have lived,
It is even more painful to share,
Now that I am here, and you are there.

For all the pages that have been written,
As I sit here, I smile through the tears,
For yes, I am still very smitten.

We knew each other’s story.
We knew each other’s words.
We could not hear them.

For we have been lost,
for they were lost.
This is the cost of being lost in translation.

It will always be remembered as the most epic of journeys.
A tale still too difficult to completely explain.
The cuts may have healed but the bruises still remain.

Thankful for the moments we shared.
Confused by the moments I was unprepared.
In the end, I always thought we’d remain paired.

Maybe I’ve been blind to the truth,
Maybe my actions are a little uncouth.
Maybe your actions they have torn down the roof.

In a war of the words,
Began a battle of the absurd,
Which erased the love which should have been heard.

The language of love is not spoken out loud,
It is something when you feel it,
All you can explain is the moments so proud.  

That language is felt within the heart, 
Its rhythmic beat going on and on,
Renewed every day with the coming of the dawn.

One conversation to another, 
Every time we saw each other, 
The conversion from one language to another,
Left us standing there holding onto each other,
Each time filling my heart with hope that you were my lover,
From the emptiness of when you left was a crash I did not recover.

Will you ever know this love was truthful?
Will you ever know this love was hopeful?
This love and future was ours to grow.

There are things I didn’t know.
There are things I still do not know.
There are things I’ll never know.

tu es mi amor de mi vida
Are we lost for good?
Are we forever lost?
Lost in translation.