my father left us…
for another women….
broken families and shattered homes…
I sit with the regret of ever chasing a married man…
I guess in my heart I was trying to prove…
there was something in me worth staying for…
he left a thousand times before…
he finally didn’t come home…
I won’t walk down this aisle anymore…
not just because it isn’t right…
but because it’s not who I want to be….
she may have wrecked our family…
maybe it was cracked long before she came along…
holding onto bitterness and tears…
will poison a good heart…
I wanted to prove I was enough…
for him to stay….
but he left anyways…
in the end…
after his departure…
I learned…
the greater love was not ever going to be from him…
but from me…
from me…
