The world has been cruel to you, and there is nothing that i can tell you which will heal you or reduce your pain, while the internet is flooded with 'happy stories' about dads you are just sitting there wondering, what went wrong?
you were young when you lost him. you didn't realise what had happened back then. but then after that day, you never saw that familiar face again. after the day, a lot of things changed. a lot o responsibilities came falling down on your mom.
a lot of responsibilities came falling down on you. you had to 'grow up' early, you had to be 'mature' about everything, you had to pretend to be strong when you were falling apart and all of this was exhausting for you. from taking care of yourself to taking care of your younger sibling, you lost your own childhood.
you don't have the luxury of saying, "my dad will take care of it." every time you mess up. to you, sometimes it feels as if the world took away your life support before you even learnt how to breathe properly. you have been hiding your weakness for so long that they're now just a part of you.
you came across thousands of stories today. here, this one's for you. this one's for the braveheart that you're this one's for all the times when you tried to fill in your dad's shoes even if your feet were too small. this is for you for being strong.
you've come a long way, and on most days, it doesn't pinch you as much, but then there are days like these where you just think how different things would be if dad were with you. how different it all could've been. how simpler things could've been.
you could've remained a child, for longer. you could've lived your life, a little more. you could've done so much more, you little warrior.
(Not my origanal work all credits to the writer whom so ever it was )
©shines
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