When we for the first time met
She was the cold and practical person
While I was emotional and wet
With tears that would flow frequently.

Years later when we parted and left
I was the cold and practical person
While she turned emotional and wet
With tears that flowed permanently.

She became me
And I became her
Her emotional outbursts were mine
While her coldness I carried forever.

Oh! What a turnaround love has achieved
Oh! True love that has only deceived.