What if I wake up and find that you’re gone
And realize there’s no one whom I can run?
What if I discern that I’m left all alone
And there’s no friendly face that I can turn on?

What if someday I found out you have someone new
Just I see my eyes with jealousy in view?
What if my soul is filled with sorrow?
You’re gone, there can be no bright tomorrow.

What if I heard our old song in radio?
Would I go crazy guessing if you’re listening at it too?
What if your friends ask me about you?
Should I tell it’s over and once more I’ll feel blue?

What if I’m tired of crying at myself to sleep?
Can I hope of a night wherein I will not weep?
What if a long time had already passed through
And found myself still in love with you, What will I do?

                                                                                  Hazel R. Sardoma