My baby boy..
You were so sweet and innocent.. what happened to you?..
You changed so much since that day you left home..
Longer replies, no ‘I love you’ texts or frequent emails..
Nothing. You literally alienated yourself as soon as you left the nest..
Did I raise you wrong? Was I too harsh to you? Maybe so..
I never gave you the freedom that you so long craved when you went on the open road..
And now you have a girlfriend who you see everyday, and 1 tiny miracle to cherish and love.. from which you unexpectedly created one afternoon cause you were bored and wanted to have some fun..
And yet, despite the uncertainty and trust issues.. you’re still my son and I love you..
Go make a big splash in this world, however you can.
I’ll be here, waiting to see you again.
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
My baby boy..
You were so sweet and innocent.. what happened to you?..
You changed so much since that day you left home..
Longer replies, no ‘I love you’ texts or frequent emails..
Nothing. You literally alienated yourself as soon as you left the nest..
Did I raise you wrong? Was I too harsh to you? Maybe so..
I never gave you the freedom that you so long craved when you went on the open road..
And now you have a girlfriend who you see everyday, and 1 tiny miracle to cherish and love.. from which you unexpectedly created one afternoon cause you were bored and wanted to have some fun..
And yet, despite the uncertainty and trust issues.. you’re still my son and I love you..
Go make a big splash in this world, however you can.
I’ll be here, waiting to see you again.
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