"Just let it go," is what they said,
"Don't store it up inside your head."
But even though the memories hurt,
To bury them beneath the dirt
Would be to lose a vital part
And risk you fading from my heart.
So I would rather face the pain
Of never seeing you again
If that's the price I have to pay
For thinking of you every day.
I only hope that I can be
The kind of mum you were to me.
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This was so beautiful and touching. ❤
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Thank you Rayne. My mother meant the world to me and I try to follow her example with my own daughter ❤
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