Poems from queensuga
You crossed my mind today. I don't know
why.
Instead of feeling rage, heartache, or
hate;
I found myself smiling a little.
Not because of...
If she could put
the hollow ache
that hunts her
into words,
she would tell him
"I miss the father
you never were."
You were never there for me nor, have
you ever been. You were supposed to be,
though. But your priorities were not your
child, for they...