Mother, I was Shy.

Once a year, on this very day
I religiously sent a text
When I should've called instead
To let you know what I felt inside
It was something so strong and profound
Yet deeply buried in my heart,
Concealed like a top secret
I never told you, yet I died inside
To let you in on this thing
How could I mother?

Mummy I love you so much
I only hope you knew,
Boys will always be boys
Proud. Stubborn. Unfeeling. Selfish.
Being alone has taught me though,
To love myself and those I care about.
A lesson I never got when you lived.
I've had my equal share of these,
Pain. Anguish. Sleepless nights.
A price for not saying this thing.

And all because I was shy to say.