My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world.
what happened to us..
we use to talk all the time. From morning till night. I couldn’t start off my day without a good morning from you, and i couldn’t fall asleep till i got a goodnight. It just feels weird that i don’t hear from you a lot anymore, but i guess thats life
Damn ..
Funny how this works, you think you’re over someone but then something as small as an old conversation or picture can bring back so much and fuck shit up .
I still have feelings for you.
They never really went away. Well they do. They go away, then when you talk to me, I don’t know. Everything just comes back. It’s quite annoying. I think I’m strong and then when you come around I get all weak in the knees and become disappointed in myself. It would suck to lose you as a friend, so I have to keep my mouth shut. But it also sucks not being able to tell you how I feel. Shit. Confusing, isn’t it? Well, so is liking you.
