You don't know, soon I'll be a college graduate.
you were the person I talked about,  
when it came to succeeding.
Not because of, but in spite.

You don't know that I am in love.
The man treats me like a princess,
better than you,
ever even hinted at.

You don't know, that I whispered:
"I wish I had a daddy."
As he picked out a birthday card for his father.
And I cried in the aisle of Walmart.

You don't know I had so much love to give you.
You could have been so proud of me.
I would have been so...much.

Now I just push the idea of you away.
Trying not to remember,
that most have fathers.
Around.

And the saddest part.
I cannot get closure, when you
never really even started anything,

for me to end.