To the father who always put us second,
To the father who always put us second,
I saw your marriage with my mother crash and burn
I watched you suffer heart break for years
Until you found someone you’d call your new forever
You’d gone through girlfriend after girlfriend
You’d gone through condo after condo, apartment after apartment
The only thing you ever had was us
And that’s where it all began, we used to always be first
But she was your forever
She was your high school sweetheart
You’d lost and found each other after all these years
You used to live down the street from us, dad
Now you live in a big city
In her big city
You loved playing guitar dad, but she hated it so you stopped
I know it broke your heart
But she was your forever
You popped the big question without our consent
We thought we meant more to you
You told us you wouldn’t marry for years, but here we are
We weren’t asked to be in the wedding
We were just guests
We cried not out of joy, but out of sadness
As we knew we had lost you for good
But she was your forever
Now sometimes you come to the suburbs maybe once a week for dinner
We discuss only day by day events
You don’t really know who we’ve grown to be
Your not really our dad anymore
But she was your forever
Love,
Your Disappointed Daughter
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