Written for Jenni and for her Dad x

Library pic I liked
Library pic I liked

Without recognition my love was returned.

Of course I sent it back to the man behind the fragile face who I’ve loved since I became his daughter.
So much tied into the past, all our love stored inside our shared lives.

Becomming  a stranger to a father whose love was meant to last, that should have lasted for us to say goodbye with our place in each others lives and minds intact.

And yet we did enough to show we loved, and love will not fade as much as a fragile mind for both of us, because that love lasts forever much longer than a memory. X



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