I know that when this reaches you winds will change
Every silver lining seems to have a cloud when it comes to you
We are strangers yet our blood
flows the same
Unfinished parts of me wish that things could be different
Less like the empty spaces that lay
Those spaces now cauterized by years without comfort
How could I be expected to concede
Do what is in my power to conform as daughter
When for so long it was my heart alone that kept us afloat
It has been many moons since we spoke
Longer still since we met gazes
I am not the same
You are
I need these words to show you that though your road has been weary
Though your pain has been great
I cannot excuse your neglect
Father is a title that must be earned
Not given
You will never find it in my hands
These fingers no longer weave the bonds between us
Your's never learned  how