I was walking down the streets of Madrid at night, when I suddenly broke into tears. I looked up, and saw the name of the street where I lost you forever.
Years after you left there I was, crying, with my knees on the ground and my heart on my sleeve.

I can't forget you, just like I can't forgive you for leaving me when I most needed you.
There I was, crying, lonely, unable to take my eyes off that cursed street name. That street now stained with all my tears.