” I know I’m wrong, but I just can’t let you go. I really want to let you go, but I can’t leave you alone.”
Well, the choice isn’t yours. And you can blame my daddy for that.
Blame my daddy for teaching me I can do anything I set my mind to.
Blame my daddy for teaching me self-respect and telling me I deserve only the best.
Blame my daddy for spoiling me and showing me what a woman should be treated like.
Blame my daddy for teaching me to look for character in a man rather than money.
Blame my daddy for showing me that real men are patient enough to wait for a woman they truly want.
Blame my daddy for teaching me to be impressed by kindness rather than popularity.
Blame my daddy for telling me I’m so special I can have anyone I want, so I can afford to take my time to choose one man, even though so many surround me.
Blame my daddy for teaching me to ask first of myself and then rely on anyone else, so I can afford to appreciate a man …rather than use him.
Blame my daddy for teaching me to challenge myself continually rather than play childish ego games with people around me.
Blame my daddy for teaching me sincerity, so I look for a man that wants to be part of my life instead of one that wants just a piece of my body.
And after you blame my daddy, blame my mother for teaching me to be a woman strong enough to achieve anything and wise enough to make the distinction between a man and a boy.