Hola Papá,
La gente siempre me dice- people always tell me that nothing is black and white
You are not bad because you left me or good because animals love you
You are just my dad- Mi Papá
For a long time I felt like you had left an emptiness inside of me
It was so constant it became painful, like white noise
My life was a radio in limbo between stations
I don't hate you, I never did
I still love you, to a fault
You gave me the gift of life and I am grateful for that
I do not have much else to say
I have already spent too much time crying over feelings I knew you would never hear
I do not blame you for my own need to feel validated, that is just part of growing
I want to tell you all the dirtiest, most humiliating experiences I've had because I want you to feel bad
I want you to know that at one point I was so delicate that I needed protecting
But you have a gentle heart, hurting you would only hurt me
Te amo Papá- I love you
I always have
I always will
But don't tell anybody,
It has always been our little secret
Con cariño siempre, -With love always,-
Tu hija -Your daughter-
About the Creator
Xiomara Anais
Non Binary. Born and raised in the city of the angels. I have been writing since I learned how to hold a pen.


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