Your restlessness caught up with you tonight, as you've already been awake twice, and it's only 11:15.
Each time calling for me to come. Come lay with you.
So, each time I did. I rubbed your back, I sang your song, and each time I told you how much I love you.
Your response was the same every time. With your eyes still closed, you lifted your hands above your head and asked, "like this?"
Yes, darling, like that, and so much more than you'll ever know.
Your two year old self needs me, so I come.
I'll always come.
Always.
I'll always come.
Always.
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