The love a boy has for his mother is dependance.
A mother's love for her son is eternal.
The love a boy has for his father is respectful.
A father's love for his son is envy.
When the boy feels the love of his mother slipping away like a lowering tide, he fears his own mortality.
When the boy feels the love of his father pulling away like a rope on a fishing net, the boy recoils and pretends that that it doesn't bother him.
Regardless of age, the son is a boy to his parents.
The love will always exist. Clouded in the dust of emotional tornadoes, it tries to run and hide.
But it cannot disappear because the soul cannot exist without it.
A parent will always love their boy.
And a boy will always love his parents, differently...
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