To Mom

To Mom. I'm sorry for the three words I could never say to you. But try to understand that it was not you; it was me. I know you can never understand how I feel deep down inside. But it still hurts me and makes me want to cry. The pain never ends; it stays with me, and there is no place to run or hide; it finds me every time. Please take my hand so that I may understand why. But I will try one last time. Before I heard that last chime. And here it is: I love you and always will.