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The Moment
Yo nunca pensé que usted me ibas tratare como mi otro nietos me tratan
Translation: I never thought that you would treat me like my other grandchildren treat me
Those were the words that my grandmother said to me
Do you want to know what I thought at that moment?
Nothing
For a moment I thought about nothing
For a moment there was this tiny sliver of nothingness in my head
For a moment there was dead silence in my head
But then that moment was over
How dare she
How dare she say that to me?
Her first grandchild
I practically spent my entire summers with her
We went fishing together
We had picnics together
We watched movies together in my blanket forts that I built
We had our own song together
I never disrespected her
I loved her
Those were the thoughts that ran through my head after the tiny second of silence was over
How could she say that to me?
I treated her with respect
Unlike her other grandchildren
I loved her
Unlike her other grandchildren
I spent time with her
Unlike her other grandchildren
I cared for her
Unlike her other grandchildren
I was there for her
I had never left her side
But when she said those words to me
The glass was shattered in to millions of little pieces
The damage was done
And I would never forgive her for that
She never even apologized for it
Things haven’t been the same between us since that moment
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I wrote this poem weeks after I had an argument with my grandmother. I want to show it to her but I know if she read it, it would break her. But it also hurts seeing her now and how she tries to act as if nothing ever happened between us. As if she never broke that part of me that loved her.