I was having a conversation with Daddy today about all the cruel things he could think of to do to me. I will be honest, it was a very enjoyable conversation, especially hearing his reaction to some of our thoughts.
But two things hit me.
One, the ocean is the cruelest of sadists. Nothing can compare to anything working to keep me away from him, no matter what that is.
And the second thing is how different this feels when, after a while of talking to him, I feel I can just be me, and he sees that. He sees the real me. And I realized that as he was coming up with fun ways to be cruel.
He knows me so well that he knows exactly where to hit me where it hurts.
You could be my someone, you could be my scene
You know that I'll protect you from all of the obscene
I wonder what you're doing, imagine where you are?
There's oceans in between us, but that's not very far
Blurry by Puddle of Mudd
Lisa Gray 