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April 27, 2005
Growing, hopefully up
M: I like it here,
I; I know but you have to get off
M; NO, NO, stumping his feet, I have too much fun with the others here
You can not do this to me, we have had so much fun , with me feeding you, and you feeding me.
I; But I can not carry you anymore, I feel ugly with you arould, I feel guilty, I can not reason myself in to keeping you.
M; You can not do this, you will miss me, you need me, and you know it, why the sudden guilt, we have grown together.
I; I know, but I have never been comfortable with you, where you stand, I have outgrown you, I am a better man, I am a father, I need to do this.
I put him down, he was holding on, but then I pushed him and he was off.
M; You will want me back, you need me
I; No I don't, not anymore.
Posted by Idinraha at April 27, 2005 02:02 PM