He seemed different. More confident than I had ever seen him before. And somehow that made me nervous.
He knew I was over thinking. He looked at me with that familiar love. He held my face,
"You deserve a better father who wouldn't hurt you like he did, you deserve so much love, you deserve flowers on your doorstep, and notes left on your dashboard, you deserve your favorite cold coffee every morning, and ice cream sundaes and honey buns at 3 am, you deserve to be kissed every hour, and to be reminded how beautiful you are. Never forget that."
And then, said goodbye and walked away.
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