This would have been a nice Father’s Day for him. I did everything he asked for. All the things he complained about me doing for everyone else.
I chose to get up and focus on him.
What the fuck am I thinking?
If you would see how I look and the reservations I made. You would say, “Damn she still wants you.”
Na
What I first get asked is, “Why are you smiling so much? Is that new?” You look good, but you know it’s raining outside?”
Boy, please, Rain! Am I going to melt?
I am trying to hold my shit together. This whole thing is about to pop.
I am going to breathe to get control, but I do not know how much more of this I can stand.
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