I Hate My Past
I wanted you to stay. I was scared and too young to be on my own, but you left me dad. You picked up everything with promises that you would be back soon when I was twelve. When my mother told me that you werent coming back I didn't truly believe her. When years passed and my mother showed me pictures of you with your family. You married a woman with a little girl. My mother showed me a picture of you with her, it was captioned "me and my baby girl". That was your nick name for me, my heart broke in half.