Why I’m angry at you

Because at the end of the day, you tuck our little girl in to bed.  No matter how stressful; no matter how difficult she’s been.  You watch her fall to sleep, and you tell her everything will be okay.  You tell her that nothing could ever take her away from you, or you from her.

And I sleep alone.

– Our daughter’s father

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Author: Andrew Bartosik

Not much different from you.

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