Father's Day?

xx10m Poems

Father’s Day is next so am I supposed to celebrate it? That’s what the world says anyway posts memories smiles built out of old photos and easier times But what if the word “father” doesn’t feel like comfort what if it feels like distance instead? What if the person who was supposed to guide you became someone you learned to survive instead? People don’t talk about that part They don’t talk about the silence in the house that feels heavier than any argument They don’t talk about the moments you stop asking questions because answers never really come anyway I tried to understand it I really did I tried turning confusion into patience and patience into forgiveness like if I waited long enough something would change But some relationships don’t grow forward They just stay stuck in the same unfinished sentence And you’re left trying to translate it your whole life Father’s Day shows up and everywhere you look there’s appreciation being written like it’s universal Like everyone got the same story But not everyone did Some people learned early how to read absence better than presence how to notice what’s missing before what’s there And that stays with you Because even when you grow older even when you pretend it doesn’t matter anymore there’s still that quiet question underneath everything “What was I supposed to feel?” And no one really answers that for you So you learn to carry it quietly like an extra weight nobody sees Still… there’s a part of me that wonders what it would’ve been like if things were different If conversations were easier if distance didn’t feel like the default setting if “father” actually meant safety But reality doesn’t rewrite itself for feelings So you just sit with it Another date on the calendar another reminder of something that was supposed to be simple but never was — xx10m 🖤🌧️🕰️