To My Parents

To my Father who was never there:

 

Do you love me?

The way you love your other family?

I see the way you look at them

The way you have fun with them

The way you smile with them

The way you hold your little girl

Remember when I was your little girl?

 

I tried holding onto the thought that you were a better man

But you are nothing like a man

All you’ve done is leave us in the dust with no warning

You are that selfish.

 

Every time I see a father with his daughter

I feel the need to thank him

For being good to her

Because I know what it’s like to not feel loved by a father.

 

But thank you

For showing me that I don’t need you in my life

Because I have my mother to love

Both as a mother and a father.

 

To My Beloved Mother:

 

I know you love me

You show it to me constantly

Even on days you get upset with me

 

You love me at my best

And you love me at my worst

Just like I love you.

 

I’ve never seen someone as strong as you

As beautiful as you

As caring as you

As accepting as you or

As loving as you.

 

I know how hard you worked to get me where I am today

You taught me how to love

How to accept the loss of one parent’s love

And how to forgive.

 

Thank you..

For standing by me through thick and thin

For not giving up on me when I didn't win

For your patience when I kept pushing you away

For caring when I said I didn't need you anyway

For being there when my father wasn’t.

 

Most of all

Thank you for being my mother, my father, and my best friend.

 

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