I will put on my disguise again.
I will pretend I'm okay.
I will not be like my father.
Love is loving the person how they wish to be loved not how you want to love them.
If he wants nothing at all, as painful as it may be, I will accept it.
I just wish for him to be happy.
His happiness is my happiness.
-- 25.2.16 --
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