This is a subject I very rarely think of; I've never met my father. My past love wanted me to write a letter to him, but I said no because I saw no point to it. When I first meet you my introductory will never include that I've never met my father simply because it is something that I don't often share. I don't think it's important and I've never used it as a handicap as so many do. But I've finally decided to write that letter here and maybe writer it out and bury it or something.
Tell me the truth, tell me what really happened. Before anything, I want you to realize that I expect and want nothing, I just want the story. I know you were at my birth and I know you've known my name for years. I was yours, did you ever think of me or what became of me afterwards? I've thought once or twice what would of happened if we became a family. Just tell me the truth, I'm not going to judge.
· Fri Mar 22, 2013 @ 05:46am · 1 Comments