Her fear is my reality.
Confession:
When he saw me getting dressed up for my first date, my da jokingly said he already had a song picked out for our Father-Daughter dance when I get married: Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle.
It hurts to think that if I get married, Dance with My Father by Luther Vandross will be played instead. It's been seven years, but I still miss him so much.
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