We were a happy family—
Until she died.
Dad, you became my pillar
When Mom was gone.
You held me,
Even while you bled in silence.
But your pain grew—
And somewhere in the ache,
You turned on me.
And when you healed,
You moved on,
Discarded me
Like the past you wanted to forget.
I kneel before you, Father,
Hoping you might see me again.
But your eyes look through me,
As if I no longer exist.
Why did you cut me off?
Why make me an orphan,
When I had already lost so much?
Now I have no you,
No mother,
No family—
No one.
We live in worlds apart.
Of me,
You know nothing.
Alone and rejected,
I navigate this vast world,
Still carrying your absence.
If only she had lived…
My story would be different.
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