I hope you think of us as much as I think of you. I hope we’re the first image when you wake up and when you shut your eyes. Peace be ******, I hope you hear my voice. I hope your body is sore from wanting to hug me. Your bones break at no affection. I hope your tormented as much as I am.
You will never define me, despite everything. I know I’m better off without you. But you still swing high in the noose of my mind. I lynched you a million times but saved you before you could hit the floor and I could hear the snap of your neck and see the crack of that rope.
I hate that you’re the only one on this earth I get. I wonder, if I had another, how would it go? Daddy, I can’t stand to say that “I love you.”