my father taught me love is conditional that you can stop loving the people you promised the world to that you can pack away their things as though they never occupied your heart that you can go through the daily motion without thinking of them that you can fill their seat at the dinner table with someone else that you can carry on with the holidays as though no one is missing that you can give up
my father taught me you can say i love you & goodbye without missing a beat
i haven't had dinner with brother in months he's not dead but he might as well be to my dad