Oh you silly child.
To think that I’d give you love
After what you did to her
The one to blame for her death
Is you and only you
Because all that’s left now is a faint memory.
I still remember the funeral of her,
Feeling the presence of death,
Knowing it came for her because of you.
Because the birth of a child,
Made her think it would bring happiness and love,
But after all these years, she’s only a dear memory.
How did she think that you
Would be forever better than her?
Even if you are the resemblance of her memory
You still can’t truly receive my love
Because the existence of you, child
Led to my love’s death.
No matter how hard you want my love
You will never have what I gave her
The happiness I had died with her death
Because of one child
A living memory,
Unfortunately, just you.
I know you desire motherly affection, child
But I can’t have what I had from her,
The happiness that taunts me from her memory.
Things like affection, love –
Disappeared with her death
And the one to blame is you and only you.
Your father doesn’t know about this love
And he will never know about me and her
Because in his eyes I’m more important than you.
He tries to forget his so called love
But I, since her death,
Still hold on tight to her memory.
You will never tell him child
That I loved her and only her
And the one remaining to suffer is you.
