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A Long Lost Letter


I know you've always wanted a boy, I've been trying to be the sequel of the thought you had but you know what they say nothing beats the original. We don't talk to much I know pointless words don't mean nothing to either you or me. We both have the same temper, the same gap in between our teeth, and we both don't know how to whisper . I've always been embarrassed of what we had in common. Our temper is what connects us that's the only way we get out points across , our gaps might be far but it makes me feel closer, and our loud voices could fill any room as long as there's a tv streaming baseball. I always tell myself I hate you but there's no way I could hate my papi, I'm always holding grudges but I always find myself in your arms.  I know I'm not my sister, I don't get prefect a's, I don't act like the young lady you want me to be,but I'm sorry daddy do you love me? 

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