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That rushIt started on the couch, I don’t even think you noticed.
But in that tiny hotel bed, all curled up beside you… I knew you weren’t really asleep.
You let me stay close. Let me touch. Kept me fed.
I couldn’t stop thinking about you. About what might happen if I couldn’t control that rush.
Did you dream about me that night, Daddy?
Did it fill you with dread, knowing what would follow when the road turned quiet again?
