Ella Me Queria

How many times have I cried
how many times have I looked for her
when I see lovers walking hand in hand
my sweet lover thought I loved her
and late she realized the seriousness of her mistake
I played with her affection and her illusions
that's why suddenly one day she left
I didn't know she wanted me
and without realizing it, I let her go
I only think of her, so regretful
for not having known how to value her love
ask for whatever you want but don't ask me
to not think of her
to forget her love
how many times I think I see her among the people
but I always come back to my loneliness