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Like Mother Like Son

I always thought that I was like my dad.
People tell me that I look like him
So, I just suspected that we were similar.

He doesn’t show much emotion
I don’t show much emotion.
He’s got blue eyes,
I’ve got blue eyes
He only has a select few friends,
I’m picky with my friends.
He’s funny, 
I hope I’m funny.

I’m quiet and reserved,
He’s extroverted and sociable
But I’m at my best when I’m with people.

I’m open to people,
He’s super skeptical of people

I give a lot to people,
He gives a lot to those he loves but not really to those he doesn’t know.

I’m afraid to be alone,
He’s pretty much always been on his own.

Maybe we aren’t that much alike after all.
The saying opposites attract is true for him and I
But perhaps it’s the opposite for my mom and I
We don’t really look alike,
But we do the same things, 
feel the same emotions,
still mine are on a much deeper level

For example, I could’ve only known a girl for a month 
things end and I’m heartbroken.
It doesn’t happen all the time, it’s legit only when I put a lot of time into it.
The same goes for my mom
she gets over things she didn’t put a lot of time and effort into easily
but when something does 
and it doesn’t work out
she takes it hard 

we might not show on the outside 
but on the inside
it’s like we are lone sailors in the middle of hurricane
trying to lock down the hatches 
calling for help, 
but just wanting to someone to understand us.

Which is funny, 
because I’m 5 shoe sizes bigger than her 
yet her shoes don’t seem to hurt my toes.
She always wanted a relationship with her older sister,
I’ve always wanted a relationship with a stranger.

We are so much alike that I tend to get annoyed with her 
because it’s like talking to a different version of me.

I’m sorry for not recognizing this earlier mom
It turns out I’m just like you, 
And I love it.

Copyright © Andrew Rogers | Year Posted 2018

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