"I do, though, even if only to satisfy my own internal guilt, I do," he admits, thinking of those nightmares he'd experienced back in the year they'd forgotten (temporarily) and how hard he'd tried to get away from them. "I'm not great," he admits. "Your mother's better," he says, missing her all the more for it. "Sometimes, I think how lucky I am to know that you carry on some parts of me, even if I couldn't raise you the way I wanted."
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