Daddy Issues

You must have taken lessons from my father; the way you disappear, and the way you go so quietly.

Your eyes they're just like his; the way they wander. Amber irises searching for sunsets just out of my reach. He left on silver wings out into that blazing sky. I never thought that the tears that I cried, I'd cry for another, another one of those fucking misguided ghosts, haunting my soul.

He left, and they left, and you left, and a cycle of men just like my father left. I was left alone with this rock in my gut, and a mind that screams they are all just like him, just like your father.

Before "I love.." even left my lips their bags were already packed, and your bags were already packed, and his bags were already packed, and my baggage was tied around my neck like a noose.

He taught them, he taught you, but he taught me that when it comes to men, when it comes to love I always lose.