I look down at the time. You should be out by now. I'm waiting in the car park outside your school, waiting for you to come out. I finally see you walking out, talking to your friends. Nostalgia and deja vu washes over me. I remember doing this all the time when you were just a toddler. I remember when you'd get so excited to see me and just jump in my arms. I know you're a teenager now, of course you're not gonna do that, it's a bit silly. Still, I can't help feel a little emotional
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