I remember searching for my father in every
man I met, older men received my full attention
the boys my age was never mature enough
for the level of connection, I craved their affection.
Buried past
God is unraveling me
for a greater purpose
I remember searching for my father in every
man I met, older men received my full attention
the boys my age was never mature enough
for the level of connection, I craved their affection.
Buried past
God is unraveling me
for a greater purpose