Daddy and Divorce

Ever since that day
Ever since those nights
I've been filled with a sadness.

My heart aches
While my soul cries out
But only I can hear it.

Split up.
Moved.
Taken away.

We moved.
Hundreds of miles away,
But still in the same state.

However
It's not close enough
To fill my heart's craving.

A craving for that child-like happiness
And that feeling of family.
The security of a father's hug...

I am denied this daily.
My heart yearns for my father,
But I cannot have him.

I love my father
And miss him dearly.
I miss him with all my heart.

Once every month or two
Is not enough.
Not enough by any means.

Part of me
Wants to move to Dallas
And be with him

However, my heart
Also says that I belong here
With the majority of my family.

I'll sort out these feelings
Or at least I hope I will
One day...

For the rest of my life,
No matter what happens,
I'll always have this one urge.

I'll have this urge
Because for so long
It has been denied to me.

I'll have the urge
To wrap my arms
Around my father's neck.

And while hugging him
I'll be able to call him "Daddy"
Like I once did.

Who would have ever thought that this is what I want most...? To have more time with my father... and the chance to hug him tightly... And to also call him "Daddy" again... it may be childish, but I wish for it so badly...