Now shes left, cleaning up the mess he made.
Here is the story, the one that people think explains a lot.
My dad, my best friend, left when I was 1.
And not in the typical “oh my daddy just up and left me for no reason.”
No. My parents just simply got a divorce.
And its not like I never saw him again.
I would spend every other weekend with him.
Until I hit 3rd grade.
3rd grade is when my dad moved to Texas.
That is when my dad really left me for the first time.
Then around 4th or 5th grade, he came back.
And then in 8th grade, he had a really bad heart attack.
And he almost left me forever.
And just recently, he went back to Texas.
He had no other choice.
But my thing is, I know he doesn’t know this but
with him always leaving, I think it has really fucked up my brain.
And I don’t want to be a typical girl with daddy problems.
I love my dad. I am just like my dad.
And my mom hates it.
It’s just that I have a way of finding guys who are distant or far away
and I feel as everyone is going to leave me.
And most of the time, they do.