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I was five when I first met you,
you gave me a stuffed dog
that I never put down.
You were so far ahead of me,
yet I struggled to catch up.
I never saw you very much,
you were always gone.
And when you were with me,
I was a bit shy with you.
Desperately wanting validation from you,
but somehow always falling short.
I finally matured and grew to like myself,
inspite of not knowing who I was.
No longer needing you to approve of me,
I finally knew freedom from the loneliness
I had always carried with me.
And now that I am older,
my heart cries out for you.
Not because of the emptiness
you never filled for me,
but because of the love
you never accepted.