I never really knew you,
You were never there.
I remember you taking me to your house for Christmas when i was ten.
You gave me a bike,
and understood that I could not call you daddy.
I had a new daddy now.
Before that I had hardly a trace of memory left of you.
I never spoke to you,
you sent me a present for my eighth birthday.
And when I was two, you visited Mommy and I.
She says you broke my heart when you left.
You have hurt me deeply,
You have hurt my mother deeply too.
You left her to be homeless with two children and a baby on the way.
I have gotten your number from my brother,
I have not spoken to you in five years.
I'm scared to call you,
for I'm not sure what to say.
I suppose I may forgive you,
Ryan says you are better now.
He says you have gone to therapy,
and you feel bad for what you have done.
I may forgive,
but I will never forget.
But I should get to know you before I decide you are a bad person.
We should not live in the past like I seem to be doing.
I need to move on,
I need to tell you the feelings I have had these past five years.
I should tell you that I will forgive you,
but it may be harder than I think.
I know you must be different now.
You have stopped drinking,
and I know people change a lot in fifteen years.
I will forgive you,
but I will never forget the past.
2006-06-17
18:56:48
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