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I'm not asking you to love me the way you love your son. I could never do that. That's just asking too much of you. But to love me in the way a man loves his woman, it would be amazing. I know you love me, I know you care. I know the only person you'll ever love unconditionally and with your whole heart is not me, it's your little boy. I know you miss him. I wish I wouldn't get in the way of that. I never knew being in a relationship with a parent would be so crazy emotional and somewhat complicated. I love seeing you with your son, and I adore him. I try not to get too attached, and I do try to distance myself a bit so he won't either and also for the reason that I want you two to be able to spend some father-son time together. I'll come to play, or go sledding if you ask. But I don't want to get attached to your son, and I'm constantly worried that if he likes me too much he'll bring my name (and yours) back to his mother, which I know would only cause problems for YOU. I don't want her to keep him from you, because of me.

















