{A/N: So this idea came from when I was little.... but now this time, it's about love instead of wanting a goodnight kiss. Yep....}
I wanted to tell her.
I really did.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't break past my mental barriers.
The silence was deafening.
I could feel the seconds slipping away.
Why couldn't I just say the four words to her?
Was it really that hard?
Maybe her death was too sudden.
Just say it!
But I couldn't.
Just tell her!
My mouth just wouldn't move.
Why couldn't I just say those four words?
The words that conveyed my message of caring and love.
"I love you, Mom..."
But if only....
Seconds rushed by.
She grew colder by the minute.
Her lips, pale blue.
Her eyes, glassy, like a doll's.
And her skin, porcelain and so pale.
The slipping seconds pounded my head.
It hurt to look at her.
My chest heaved; I sobbed.
Why couldn't I just say the god-dammed words?
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