the word love thrown around
love
my fathers love
when i wanted him close and he was too tired, too busy too occupied
i waited and waited for something
some sense of caring
was he too busy did he not care.......
no
he was a man
a man with needs and desires
filled with love and lust
all along a little boy wanting to be loved
to be safe
he loved me yet i didn't feel it

and then there was me
dad can you take me here take me there
i'm too tired babe
oh ok
he doesn't love me
he has no time for me
i'm nothing
nothing
love means nothing
love means nothing
it's just a word
love
and now he's gone
and i can only tell him how much i miss him
and how much i loved him
but he knows, and he tells me so

they don't get it

and then there was he
that word it's thrown around
love
but for some, it's their whole reason
their reason for being
to love
someone
who needs to be loved
and i am deserving of it
i know she loves me
with all my weary
maybe i can love her fully
some day
if she'll be here for me
she will
i feel it
and
my dad tells me so