We are exactly the same,
I just couldn’t agree with what you were saying.
We argued back and forth,
We both said some things that we didn’t mean to say.
I said some things that I should have said,
Because you are my mom,
I should have never talked back to you that way.
We both know things shouldn’t have been that way.
So we didn’t end up talking that whole day,
We passed by each other like if we didn’t know each other.
It hurt me,
But I know it hurt you too.
That same day I kept thinking about everything that was said,
I thought to myself,
“Why would we get mad at each other over something with no meaning?”
I wanted to approach you and talk about it,
I knew it wasn’t the time though.
We both woke up early,
As we always do because we always talk to each other.
I saw you,
I wanted to say something,
You saw me,
You wanted to say something.
It just wasn’t coming out of each other.
I didn’t know how to approach you.
We have always been really close to each other,
I tell you everything,
Whether I have a problem or just how my day went.
There are no secrets in between both of us.
It should have been easy to approach you.
So I did,
Yes I was nervous,
Yes I wasn’t sure what to say,
But you are my mom.
We should always be close to each other and make up for things.
Even more for some absurd argument that should have never escalated.
“I’m sorry”(Of course we had a separate conversation)
It felt like the best hug ever because we had never been this way.
So we made up,
We both smiled at each other,
I still remember I told you,
“I’m sorry mom, I am just like you.”Tags: #MakingUp family LifeAcademy Memoir thinking
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