Growing up you were my best friend,
every little girls best friend should be her dad.
We did lots together,
just like you and Minnie now
No I’m not jealous,
somewhere along the line I got used to not talking to you,
saying the distant I love yous’
smiling, greeting, obeying…
You may not know but you hurt me,
I believed you until I found I them,
you forgot them on your table that day,
you hurt her, so you hurt me too.
She became my new best friend because someone else had to be hers.
Mickey learned to ignore the hurt but I’ve always had the problem of feeling too much
I’m fine now,
even though every other 16th June type of day,
my heart breaks a little wishing I meant what I said a little more.
wishing I talked to you just like when we were us,
don’t get me wrong,
I Love You. How Could I Not ?
Thank you for being here, you’re a priceless gift and I don’t plan on loosing you to