I remember...
I looked at my mothers striken face as she watched me leave. I had just told her how i felt. I told her how i hated her rules,her curfews and most of all her. She has always been the meddling kind and most of the time i never said anything.
But that day was different. She almost killed the love of my life. She never did like my boyfriend. She hated him because he took the love that once belonged to her my love.
I'm happy with my boyfriend. He was always there whenever my mom and i had fights. Most of all he listens. Thats the very thing that i needed and that my mom could never give. She was a dreadful listener. In fact she never listened at all. Whenever i tried to explain to her how i feel she would just dismiss it by shouting at me. I hated her!!..
