you once asked me why i liked seeing you get ready for work
i think i said because i felt like i was apart of your world
that wasn't the only reason
it was because that was the only thing that proved to me you were real
that i was actually talking to someone
and its been so long since then
im afraid
im afraid of how much everything has changed
i don't like it
i hate that im jealous of your friends
and that the reason im jealous is because they get to see and hear your voice whenever they what
that they know more about you then ill ever know
that daddy talks more to them then me
i hate that if i don't text daddy doesn't text me
i hate that im always stressing out because im afraid im only bothering you
i miss daddy
but im sure you never miss me
YOU ARE READING
To You
Poetry"love balances on a small line something so small can break it the love changes without a warning and you ask yourself when did it really start to break"
