Fighting with Mom

June 23, 2008

a kind of weird sense prevails when u fight with Ma.

U can vent out  anything without fearing any consequence, coz she is the person u love the most.

and you know, after all these , she is the person who will care for you the most.

u shout, u jump, u cry. u are free to do anything.

cause U know u dont have to send long sms es to make it up, u dont have to make frantic phone calls to clarify urself, u can just be U.

and U feel the worst when u hurt her. u try to make it up in every possible way. Without telling her that u are actually doing it.

Dear ma, everytime i fight with u , i feel the same. i feel stupid, i feel dumb for whatever i have said to you during the fight.

I’m Sorry and i love U !