Those things he loved that I would never do for him...
I do them for you now, but you'll never know because you don't notice them
because you don't realise that I'm there- just an outstretched hand away...
waiting for you to pull me in with just a little thing you think I haven't yet noticed.
I cherish the golden nuggets you send my way,
hoping beyond hope that you're dishing them in hopes that I'd be able to take the hint...
I do... if you do...
I will... if you will...
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