i wish i could cry at night

and it not be about you

for once in my life perhaps,

i wanted to feel something too.

i wonder why i must carry with me

all the mistakes that you made.

nobody but us know, these scars are signed

with the letters of your name

and how do you explain to a child

that her mother can’t be saved?

i’ve got so much love to give

but the truth is,

it’s yours that i craved.