The one part missing father, the other part sad mother.
The accidental creation of a monster.
The addict of toxins only ingested by trolls.

You didn’t teach me how to love.
How was i supposed to know how to look at her?
You made my mother cry.
How was i supposed to know how to hold her?
You made my mother yell.

Instead, you taught me what not to do.

You taught me
“ Don’t go missing at night without calling her “
You taught me
“ Don’t bring another lady to your kids school to pick them up “
You taught me
“ Don’t yell at her, she’s scared. “

You taught me what not to do.
I taught me what to do.

I love like it was my job handed to me by the gods themselves.
I love like he just rolled over in bed and his bedhead is my favorite.
I love like taking cool showers on warm days.
I love like let me take you to dinner.
I love like this flower, this ocean, this world, reminds me of your eyes.

But i hate.
I hate you.
I’m not mad at you.
I’m not upset with you.
I just hate you.
You created this and every time i see your face in mine, i want to hide.

Father.