You promised that I would be godmother to your child.
And silly me believed the false promises that came out of your mouth with a smile.
I dreamt of the day that I\'d walk down the aisle, not with you by my side, but you\'d be there with me rocking your favorite style.
Yet, you lied, and I feel like an imbecile.
I did not know you were such a criminal.
You\'re unforgivable; like the wind whizzing through the trees, rustling leaves disappeared, leaving me numb to the bone.
I yowled in agony when they told me that you drowned.
You died, and I accused you of a felony.
I branded you a criminal when your circumstance was critical.
Yet, no miracle could save your life.