This year I hope for...

Your shout echos inside the room,
my words want to come out,
but they can't without tears...
while your eyes full of anger
send me to my room,
the salty tears travel my face
bringing me regret.
I don't want this to be like this, I simply don't.
This year I want a better relationship with you, mom.

My heart aches everytime you talk to me,
and tell me that you don't want to fight
anymore
because the truth is
I want the same as you, I mean it,
believe me.
This year I want a better relationship with you, mom.

I know we are strong,
stronger than your temper,
or my way of being,
selfishness from both of us,
or every little weakness of our own
that erupt in every of our stupid fights,
the ones that make us weaker everyday,
or those small details that painfully stab us...
We can beat them,
we can go far over them.
I'm sure of it
If we just try a little more...
One day we'll have the relationship that we both look out for,
the closest to perfect.
This year, I want to have a better relationship with you, mom.

I think about every time that you've helped me,
how much I need you in my life is
undescribable.
When we don't fight,
you don't only make me happy,
but bring me an ocean of joy.
I have only five more final words for you:
I love you mom.
And I hope to have a better relationship with you this year.