There are nights where I think about how our relationship would be
if things were different
If we could laugh
if we could joke around
if we could cry together
and share our deepest thoughts,
If I could tell you my secrets
and you could tell me yours
if you could hold me when I need you
to make me feel safe in your arms
I wonder how it would feel
being loved by my father
without his ego coming between us
I think about it all the time
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