It was a long time ago when I met you.
I didn’t know it yet, but I would miss you.
Time passed without a thought, a Dream of how I’d seen you.
Out of the blue you appeared, without a warning you said “I’m here”
How to forget the years in which you were not there.
The struggles,the tears and the “I hate you.”
For a young girl without a dad.
It’s hard.
So many years have come and gone.
I’m 22 and here we stand, with the words “I love you” and “he’s your dad.”
So conflicting is how I feel, with a storm brewing in my hair.
So confused with what to say, you want an answer? but I can’t stay.
I want to hide and just forget. I guess it’s easier that way.
I don’t want to contemplate. This idea, of a “dad” for so long I’ve forgotten. How it feels to have a “dad”
I’ve given up on this notion, we can be friends at least acquaintances.
So don’t ask for more. not now. I don’t know what to do with this turbulence.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 7:28 PM UTC
It was a long time ago when I met you.
I didn’t know it yet, but I would miss you.
Time passed without a thought, a Dream of how I’d seen you.
Out of the blue you appeared, without a warning you said “I’m here”
How to forget the years in which you were not there.
The struggles,the tears and the “I hate you.”
For a young girl without a dad.
It’s hard.
So many years have come and gone.
I’m 22 and here we stand, with the words “I love you” and “he’s your dad.”
So conflicting is how I feel, with a storm brewing in my hair.
So confused with what to say, you want an answer? but I can’t stay.
I want to hide and just forget. I guess it’s easier that way.
I don’t want to contemplate. This idea, of a “dad” for so long I’ve forgotten. How it feels to have a “dad”
I’ve given up on this notion, we can be friends at least acquaintances.
So don’t ask for more. not now. I don’t know what to do with this turbulence.
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