I take part of what I said back.
I am sad. I'm sad that my father wasn't what he could have been to me. I'm sad that he didn't care.
I'm sorry that he was an abusive fuck when I was growing up. I'm sorry that he didn't see how much he hurt me.
I'm sorry that I wish he could have been better when I know he would never have been better.
I will miss what he should have been in my life. Not who he is. What he should have been.
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