I’ve been told that my generation’s gone to waste and we’re
Short term on the choices that we make on love and we’re
Burnt out on the 4 inch screen and swiping right on those
One night stands that will leave us wanting false pretenses

I believe that it’s more than just a silly game cause I’ve
Been burned I’m not one for making first impressions
Is she right in front of me?
Do I take for granted my surroundings?
Is it up to me say what I’m really thinking cause

I can’t promise her tomorrow
I’m not staying here tonight
Just a stranger in my bedroom
And I don’t know if she’s alright
Chasing empty conversations
Does she even feel the same?
It’s funny how I think she’s everything
When all I know is her name

She’ll get the better parts of me
I’m not afraid of honesty
Why’s it so hard for me to
Strike up a conversation

Don’t set the expectations
Nobody here is perfect
Give me a chance to be there
It’s time to be courageous
I hope that I’m courageous
Why can’t I be courageous

And **** she was cool.

To The Daughter I’ll Never Have:

I want you to know that I did my best. I fought for you, for the idea of our family. I stood up for what I felt was wrong. Giving up my selfish ways wasn't easy, but it was doable. You need to know there was a time when our world was fixable.

When I was a child this was paradise...

A cool Summer breeze was a stroll to the 100 foot Oak, drinking the sunlight.
The river was a new road in the December.
Spring was as full as your sinuses.
A dying Autumn took your focus away from mortality.

All at once we cut the trees to steal their fruit, broke the ice with our fast machines, killed the sheep that kept us warm and fed us, and remembered that we weren't invincible.

I can picture you now:
I loved the name Haley.  
Your first words were "Daddy".
You walked into your first day of kindergarten fearless.
You had this ferocious spirit that let you go into any situation without any hesitation. You got that from your Mother.

I was always proud of you, no matter how much trouble you got yourself into. There was something special about you.

I can only dream of the life we'd have together but I fear for the stability of my world today. Not even today have I met your Mother but I know she fears the same for you. What will the world have left for you and those around you left the clean up the messes that those before us made?

It is on that note I regret to inform you that I may never have a chance to meet you.

My time will be spent gluing leaves to the trees.
I will carry polar bears on my back until it breaks, bees on my shoulders until they are stung and swollen, and love in my heart until it swells. While you and I may never meet here on earth, you need to know that this love will not go to waste. Every ounce of love I was supposed to give to you will be shared with everyone who cares about our world now.

Please forgive me for being selfish.

Love,
Daddy