The things I wish I can tell my mom
I Love you
We all say things but do we truly mean it
We fail to realize how much hard ache we put on people
The amount of sacrifices you have done for me
The times where we have eaten
But you didn’t
The time where we had new clothes
But you didn’t
I’m sorry
Because when you are gone,
you are not coming back
I love you, and this time I mean it