Loveless

It's funny how when I wrote this its about being loved whow there's always love. Yet the title itself is puzzling cause it's a thought of not being loved.

It's that time of year,
where it brings every parent a tear,
to see their child grow so fast,
and remember the good memories of the past,
From the first steps of which they were born,
Up until you caught him watching porn,
yet you continue to love,
you continue to care,
and you'll always be there,
in the heart of a son
who will always love and care

Author's Note

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