Secretaria

Secretary,
The one who doesn't speak
Always attentive, saying nothing.

I signed away my twenties to you
Helped you climb the ladder
And between drinks, I became necessary
And by refusing to be kind, you ignored me
And I was just your secretary.

We've shared together
Your failures and your triumphs
And I even think I wove your gray hairs
But at seven o'clock sharp
You went with yours, I went home.

I was also the matchmaker
For your secret dates
And I learned to stay quiet
Then a wink of malice
A caress of compliment
And a kind 'see you tomorrow'.

I was the one who chose
The flowers that every day
You sent to your young lovers
I was the one who signed your cards
Even in that, secretary.

Secretary, secretary
The one who listens, writes, and keeps quiet
The one who made an office your home
Almost a wife, good soldier, nurse
And a little bit in love.