This one time,
you were home and so was mom
Mami and Papi,
we were all "happy".
You left for a while,
that's what I've been told
but you came back,
for me, for us, because we were a family
And then we left you
we went with our other family.
That's how I thought it went down.
But things are never the way I think they are,
because maybe if I were able to get things right everyone would have stayed
I'm your eldest daughter,
and I'm the least important.
One phone call every two or three months is hardly enough to keep a
father-daughter relationship don't you think?
But I got used to this.
I got used to not expecting much from you,
because if I were to expect anything I'd just end up hurt, like I was when I was five.
I've never asked you for anything, ever
but I really needed this, I don't want to go back to the beginning.
No thought, effort, or emotion was put into this.
And I'm not sure what I'm more angry at,
the fact that I had hoped that you would send a note
or the fact that you didn't.
But you know what,
just run off with your trophy wife and replacement daughter.
I'm fine on my own.