Today i saw her and it brought up that memory to me
Whenever I meet my friend’s mother I remember my own. Always, even before my mother passed away.. They are both Egyptian and resemble each other..
Although I like her mother, being around her started making me feel strange after my mother passed away.. It also reminds me of that one day when I was stuck at my friend’s house and came back home and found my mother very sick.. Felt guilty as hell that day, I still do, and wished I had left their house regardless and came home early..
Today i saw her and it brought up that memory to me..
Although I like her mother, being around her started making me feel strange after my mother passed away.. It also reminds me of that one day when I was stuck at my friend’s house and came back home and found my mother very sick.. Felt guilty as hell that day, I still do, and wished I had left their house regardless and came home early..
Today i saw her and it brought up that memory to me..
31-35, F
