Father's Leave Us

Why do fathers leave us? Is it the same reason that lovers hurt us? Lead us to believe that none are different. No pain deeper than the thought of rejection, He turns his back with no goodbye to an expecting mother, No comfort like the promises he gave her to pull up her skirt only to let down her expectations. Joy fulfilled, yet the heart of that beautiful woman, Lying vulnerable with promises from a man about to turn his back and place her in his past. When fathers leave us is the pain equal to when lovers hurt us. Hurt us like we were never born of women and our hearts do not bleed blood red like they're own. Do they not see the desperation on our face when they walk out? Can they not feel our souls distancing with our bodies trying to hold on to what the naked eye fails to see, a future. If they didn't leave us would we know what pain is? Our self-thought superheroes built in our minds to protect and shield us Love and hold us Disappearing into the distant history leaving no story, but broken hearts, Flooding tears, Repeated questions. No answers.