For my father:
You were young. So was she.
Yet only one of you were thinking of me.
You stopped over to tell me goodbye,
And I looked at her and asked, “why?”
Why is this stranger of a man,
Standing here holding my hand,
Asking me for a hug and a kiss?
In my confusion, I said, “who is this?”
I had no idea who you were.
My memories of you are not a blur,
They simply do not exist.
Do you know what you’ve missed?
As adults, we decided to meet.
I thought my life could finally be complete,
But out of nowhere, you disappeared.
I should have known. It’s what I’d feared.
You wrote to me with sincerest apologies.
Stop making excuses. Please.
I read your letter for three days, crying.
Do you mean what you said or are you lying?
I know I never replied,
Trust me when I say I tried.
It’s three years later and I just want to say
I forgive you, but please just go away.
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