It was a long time coming; I never realized just how much I have missed her.  It's been several months without her and yet her impact on me causes more harm to those I love than I tend to admit.  

I am fearless with her; I know I have the strength to fight those demons which haunt me at night when she is with me. She guides my hands, my mind, and undoubtedly my heart! Why do they not see her like I do? They will never understand!

 

Life can be messy, I learned that the hard way.  It tends not to discriminate; it doesn't care if you are young, old, fat, skinny, white, black or even a boy or girl.  When it comes for you and you are not ready, it can be the driving force to everything you hold sacred, or it can bring you out of places you were never really meant to be in.

Is it so wrong of me to want a love like hers?  Is it even a possibility for me?  She only exists because of me and yet I wish she wasn't a part of who I am.

Only one of us can exist at a time, and I never know when she's coming, but the only person who seems to make her go away just happens to be the only man I will truly ever love...my dad!