The father knew it as soon
as his son walked in
it was his first broken heart
and it had been torn thin
so the father followed after
stomping feet and slamming doors
this was the big one the one
that shakes young men to their cores
The father entered
and dropped to his knees
it's time I tell you son
about the birds and the bees
Heart break like this is normal
but a love like yours was pure
even though you will have many
of this one's meaning I know you're sure
love, real love, is everything
it is a cataclysmic spastic
smattering of everything you held true
suffocating as if you were asthmatic
It's not that love is hard
it shouldn't be
in fact that's how I knew
your mother was the one for me
but somethings aren't meant to be
so when it came time for the power's that be
that took her away from me
the falsehood of love was clear to me
love as if you'll die tomorrow
because you might as well should
because a life without love is silly
stupid, and no good