you and me.
father.
daughter.
i don't know
what other words to write with
or how to end a poem
about someone leaving and
trying to swallow
this hollow feeling.
how do you walk the way that you do?
how do you ask God for the forgiveness that you do?
if i were him i would not forgive you
it's been so long
ive forgotten what you look like.
i don't need you.
(but i do)
i dont miss you
(if only you knew)
turns out, broken people attract broken people.
that's why the people i keep finding look
so much like you.
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