For my father:

You were young. So was she.

 

Yet only one of you were thinking of me.

 

You stopped over to tell me goodbye,

 

And I looked at her and asked, “why?”

 

Why is this stranger of a man,

 

Standing here holding my hand,

 

Asking me for a hug and a kiss?

 

In my confusion, I said, “who is this?”

 

I had no idea who you were.

 

My memories of you are not a blur,

 

They simply do not exist.

 

Do you know what you’ve missed?

 

As adults, we decided to meet.

 

I thought my life could finally be complete,

 

But out of nowhere, you disappeared.

 

I should have known. It’s what I’d feared.

 

You wrote to me with sincerest apologies. 

 

Stop making excuses. Please.

 

I read your letter for three days, crying.

 

Do you mean what you said or are you lying?

 

I know I never replied,

 

Trust me when I say I tried.

 

It’s three years later and I just want to say

 

I forgive you, but please just go away.