by, 09-Jul-2012 at 00:36 (537 Views)
I had to get this out there. I know it is not perfectly written but I couldn't keep it in. It kinda explains itself but I will anyway. This is partly written to my real dad and my AB daddy.
My daddy used to be the man, the one I always turned to. I used to be his little girl and no I am just an afterthought. I have been put to the sideline and he has turned away, his back toward me. Why am I forgotten why does he not care. When I needed him most he was not there. He didnít care enough about his little girl.
In the end I have to do what is best for me. I have to turn to another for that care and love. He shows more love to me than my father does. He has turned into my daddy and I his little girl. A connection has grown that will never be broken. He has begun to fill that wound though it has not healed he has put a Band-Aid on it for me.
Why does life throw such curves balls? Why does it turn totally upside down? Why must people fall away? It makes such a wound and tears life apart. It changes the way everything was and makes everything seem strange and unreal.
Though I am thankful for new people in my life, I wish that the old ones would stay the same. I wish that they would still care and see you through the worst time of all. I wish that I could still care the same way I used to for him but that has changed forever. I am no longer his little girl; I am no longer his baby. He gave up that job for someone else to take over and has not even given it a second glance. How can a parent do that? How can they cease to care? How can he turn his back to me?
What should I care? Why should I try? Why canít I just give up on him like he did on me? Why canít I just fall in the arms of another who longs to take up that roll? He truly cares for me the way a friend and daddy should. He would take care of me no matter what happened. I could be his little girl. I could be his princess. He could heal all the broken parts and me happy once again.