Hey mom, it’s me remember? Your daughter. Susana. Do you remember me mommy? Do you? I don’t think so. ‘Cause if you do, you’re pretending you don’t.
All the days we used to spend together, when I was just an innocent girl… were amazing mom. I remember them… It’s amazing, but I do.
All those laughs. All those smiles. All those songs you used to sing to me. All those hugs you used to give to me. All those kisses that only a mom can give. All that…love.
A word that is now unknown to me, from you. Luckily I have someone to love me as a daughter. My grandma. The person that you gave me to. And I thank you for that. She’s someone that I can call a real mom. Better than you, I say.
It’s awful. I don’t know. How can you be all that time without seeing me?
Oh, I know. You have more children. But I’m your daughter too, you know? That’s not an excuse.
Or would you rather forget the only child that has never failed like you? Would you rather forget the child that said like thousands and thousands of times the same thing "When will I see you again, mommy?" And you always said “Next week. I promise.”That week has become, weeks, months… and years.
Don’t you dare telling me lies again. Because that child doesn’t believe in you anymore.
That little girl, she loves you with all her heart... yet she knows that everything she wants to be... it’s exactly the opposite of what you are. I love you mom.
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