He was a fucking hurricane,
Of those that ravage,
The ones who snatch everything,
And don't leave any single bit of hope when they arrive.

When he wasn't arround,
I tried to reconstruct everything,
Pretending everything was fine,
Until he arrived again,
And destroyed everything.

One day,
I got tired of rebulding everything that he destroyed,
So I said goodbye.

Until I said goodbye,
I haven't had to pretend anymore that everything was fine,
Because everything finally was truly fine,
And I started to be happy.