Longing

12/2032

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Back angle photo of a younger Erasme, looking at a sunset. 

On this day, many many years ago, your mom and I decided to date. 

We were getting tired of the questions—most of which were so unnecessarily stressful anyway—so we got rid of them and decided to finally hold each other's hand. :) 

If anyone were to ask me what were my happiest years in life, I would always answer that it was when I dated your mother. She was the best thing that's ever happened to me; her love was the warmest hug I've come to experience in this lifetime.

Unfortunately, hugs don't last forever.

That's why I am here.

But you know, every time I look at your mom now, it doesn't hurt anymore.

I'm actually glad that it ended.

Because there's you.