I bet you didn't know, or better rephrased, in case you didn't know, I just had my ORD parade recently. I've officially taken on the journey to adulthood, and you weren't there to witness it.
You could say that I wanted so badly for you to be there but more than anything, I wanted dad to be there. The thing is, how could I have invited him to the parade? How could I have asked him to witness all the happily married couples present while he was there all alone? How could I have set him up for the inevitable question, "Where's your wife?" or "Where's his mother?" and watch as he fumbled for an answer that could avoid any awkward sympathies after? After all that he's done for me, that's probably the last thing he deserves. I'd rather face it all alone. Well, it's not that bad. It's not the first.
Nonetheless all these has still me got me thinking about you. Time still hasn't mended the hole left in my heart when you decided to up and go. And neither has it numbed the pain. There's just so many things I wish to ask.
Where are you now?
Are you doing alright?
Do you cry yourself to sleep thinking about us?
Do you know how much I need you in my life?
Would you come home if I told you that I've missed you?
That I love you? That I forgive you?
All that would still apply even if you already have your own family now
But would you even care?
I'm more of a bum than anyone else I know of. I'm without a purpose or direction, without goals or aspirations. But I wished you were. Here to see past my shame, to tell me that you're still proud of me.
11:19:00 PM
"You may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one."