A father’s love is supposed to be
Your first real relationship with a man.
You trust him and cherish him
Unconditionally, and he nurtures you
As he tends to your sorrows.
He makes you laugh and cry
All at the same time, and you find yourself saying
I love you
More often than just once.
He holds you late at night
When you’re troubled or uneasy,
And he is the first thing you see in the morning light.
A father’s love was my first relationship
With a man.
And while he nurtured me and cherished
Me, and made me laugh and cry all at the same time,
He also broke me.
He was my first heartache,
The way you feel your lungs
Break. When you can’t breathe and you want to suffocate.
When your lover flees even after
Begging him to stay.
Adolescent boy or middle aged man, they always leave and
Shatter your soul
All the same.
But
The thing is,
Adolescent boys don’t know any better.
A father’s love is supposed to be nothing less than
Your first real relationship.
I just felt sorry for my mother,
Who married a child instead of a man.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 9:27 PM UTC
A father’s love is supposed to be
Your first real relationship with a man.
You trust him and cherish him
Unconditionally, and he nurtures you
As he tends to your sorrows.
He makes you laugh and cry
All at the same time, and you find yourself saying
I love you
More often than just once.
He holds you late at night
When you’re troubled or uneasy,
And he is the first thing you see in the morning light.
A father’s love was my first relationship
With a man.
And while he nurtured me and cherished
Me, and made me laugh and cry all at the same time,
He also broke me.
He was my first heartache,
The way you feel your lungs
Break. When you can’t breathe and you want to suffocate.
When your lover flees even after
Begging him to stay.
Adolescent boy or middle aged man, they always leave and
Shatter your soul
All the same.
But
The thing is,
Adolescent boys don’t know any better.
A father’s love is supposed to be nothing less than
Your first real relationship.
I just felt sorry for my mother,
Who married a child instead of a man.
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