Maybe..:) it's not sad or anything anymore, sometimes theyre even fun to remember this thing or that, just a flood of memories reminiscent as I fall asleep.
It’s a sad, all too familiar story: harsh, distant, alcoholic father, sensitive, shy daughter always seeking his love and approval. Although there were flashes of kindness, most of my dad’s feelings had been buried long before. Even as...
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Dragonflower says,
They always visit on Valentine's eve. It is probably because part of your precious heart was involved.Layne says,
Maybe..:) it's not sad or anything anymore, sometimes theyre even fun to remember this thing or that, just a flood of memories reminiscent as I fall asleep.