I'm in love with someone.
Now, usually, that sentence, depending on the context, would either bring joy, anxiety, and any other emotions available to the one that said that sentence.
And in this case, it's confusion and fear.
Because that someone is my own father. Granted, we are not related in any way, but emotionally, he thought of me as his and Yoru's daughter.
No, I don't have an excuse for my love for him. Nor I will try to justify this love with any cliche reason like "we're not related" and "age doesn't matter", not crap like that. I love him and that's it.
Well, to be honest, the boys around me aren't that exciting compared to Papa. They're still in the process of maturity, while I got my maturity ages ago. Maybe too young. But it is what it is, and I'm glad for that because if I'm not mature that young, I will never meet Papa and Mama.
I dunno if my feeling for Papa is genuine or not. Maybe this is what Becky feels when she sees Papa's picture.
A little, harmless crush.
