Michael
How can I explain what I dream for you?How can I make you understand what your happiness means to me?
I see you feeling unworthy and my heart breaks.
I want to make you believe what I know is true:
That you are special.
That in this whole world there is noone like you.
But you don't believe it.
Niether did I at your age.
I want to teach you what it took me a lifetime to learn.
I must let you learn by yourself, and that's so hard.
I want to spare you the pain, and what's wrong with that?
But the truth is that you must fall alone in order to get back up again.
It's only you that can learn the lesson in the loss.
Oh but I wish I could spare you the heartache, the lonliness.
The truth, my precious child, is that I can't.
All I can do is teach you what I've learned so far and hope for the best.
All I can do is hope you'll forgive me for what I've missed.
All I can do is hold you in my heart and look upon you with wonder,
and love you, love you, love you...
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