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on 2011-12-19 @ 10:43 p.m.

Thinking about you so helpless in that dark room. Me, rushing home to see you. Never had I been so content to do nothing but go to sleep, so that I could come to you again in the morning, to see if your fever had subsided.

Listening to For My Father, it brings back memories.

I'm so amazed at how we've been able to do this. Talking to each other everyday. But I miss lying with you in the dark at night and listening to your tears and fears without feeling like I have to go to sleep so we can wake up in the morning. I want time with you that I can waste.

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