Not My Mom

Everyone says that it gets better.
That it never goes away
but it will get better.
I don't believe that anymore.

How can something that doesn't
seem real get better? 
How could it?
I know that moms die.
I do know that.

Other people's moms though.
Not mine. 

Not mine.
She is my first memory.
She has always been there.
She has never not
been there.

She can't be gone.
Not my mother.
Not mine.

Just sayin'......