Lying on my bed with the soft white pillow on my face trying to forget for what I have done,

I never meant to hurt her, it wasn't my intention,

I was just mad. Really mad.

Her eyes were filled with tears,

Her nose was congested,

And shaking like I have never seen before, not even when she was cold.

I would insult her in my head, trying to convince myself she was all those things.

But I just couldn't.

She was way to amazing to be like my insults.

Looking at her cry was one of the most painful things in the world that I have seen.

My heart was pounding to hard. GUILT.

I regret it in so many ways.

I know she knows that I am trying my best to be the best daughter ever.

But I still can’t convince myself I am doing the best job.

That is why God this year I want to have a better relationship with my mom.

And I pray with you for that to happen.