I want you to be the first thing that i see in the morning and the last thing that i feel before i close my eyes.
I want you to look up and see me smiling at you.
I want to hold your child.
I want to cry with you, laugh with you, sing with you.
I want to dance with you at your wedding.
I want to wipe the sweat from your brow.
I want to kiss your wounds.
I want to watch you fall in love.
I want you to know i admire you.
I want you to know you’re beautiful.
I want you to know it’s okay to try and it’s okay to fail.
I want you to know i will always be here for you.
I want you to know i am so proud of you.
I want you to know that i am sorry for the times i have failed you.
I want you to know i’m sorry for the times i hurt your feelings.
I want you to know that i loved you before i even met you.
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Really, really beautiful. I’ve got a tear in my eye as I think of my own daughter, who’s two. I realized the other night, with shock, that I will (I hope) be dancing at her wedding someday.