Sometimes I dream about being a good father and a good husband.
And sometimes it feels really close.
But then other times it seems silly like it would ruin my whole life.
And it’s not just a fear of commitment or that
I’m incapable of caring or loving because…
I can. It’s just that, if I’m totally honest with myself
I think I’d rather die knowing that I was really good at something.
That I had excelled in some way than that
I’d just been in a nice, caring relationship.
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