Why does this feel so familiar?
Call me your little girl, hold me tighter.
And don't let go.
Protect me like my father never did.
Don't break my heart repeatedly while I wait for
you to change.
Is that too much to ask?
I don't mean to compare, it's hard for me not to.
I feel safe in your arms.
I feel small, childish and innocent again.
Praise me, validate me.
Make me feel whole.
Hold me when I'm dying in your arms, hysterically crying.
Fullfill the child in me that only wanted to be loved and
seen by her father.
It's all she ever avanted