Never the same

It will never be the same ,
by that I mean a relationship.
The one I mean is with my mum ,
as a child it was her I did worship.
Untill my teens we were close ,
just like mum and daughter should be.
There was something different about her ,
the difference began to puzzle me.
Every week we'd go swimming ,
she'd say she'd watch me swim.
At first I thought nothing of it ,
but then I spotted her with him.
The secret went on for months ,
then one day her things I saw her pack.
She said she loved us but not my dad ,
and that she was never coming back.
Out the door with her stuff she went ,
my younger brothers carer I became.
It was left to me to tell my dad ,
and watch him crumble in tears of shame.
I'd never seen my dad cry before ,
he needed me so I then grew up fast.
I saw mum as often as possible ,
forgive I did and now it's in the past.
It only took her a year to realise ,
that the one she loved was dad.
They got back together and still are ,
ups and downs they have but nothing too bad.
Don't get me wrong I do love my mum ,
even after she caused us all that pain.
Forgiving is easy but forgetting is hard ,
between us things will never be the same again.