I think about you everyday, all day. There is not a day that goes by that you are not in my mind. Even just for a second you are there. At the end of the day i come home and cry because i miss you so much. Knowing that i will never see you again. I wish i could hear your voice. Its rare when i see you in my dreams anymore. You've only been in my dreams a couple times since you passed. Things are not right anymore. Everything has just turned to shit. What am i suppose to do? As i was getting older i was getting to know you like a friend and not as my mother but our time was cut short.
Hold Dear to those feelings for your Mother. She will always be there with you.
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