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 !