I Still Love You....

I heard a song this afternoon, as I listened, I stopped what I was doing. I sat stunned, wondering if that was like you, are you waiting for me to call or come home? As the song went on, sitting where I stopped cleaning, in the corner of the room, I cried my heart breaking even smaller. It's been months since I last talked to you, I remember what 'mom' told me the day I left. That I could never call or come around, that you and everyone she was related to wanted nothing to do with me. That I was leaving because I 'never cared about you,' but I left because I do care and since I was 'causing too much stress and pain.' As I listened to the song, I wished that was you singing that song for me. I cried even more because I miss you, and I know I'm not as wanted as I want to be. I know you love me, but I also know that I hurt you that day so long ago. It was always thrown in my face what I said that day, that I made you cry and your wife 'never seen you cry until that day.' That you were never the same when your oldest little girl, said she 'had nothing here' to her father's question to live with him. It wasn't meant to hurt, I was just saying that most of the family was where I was then. So please dad, please don't forget about me. I know I caused you and your family pain and stress, but know that I am okay and doing fine. That you're in my every thought and I love you, and I'll always be one of your little girls.