I Never See My Mom
Many days when walking through the streets, I'll think I see my father. Even though the reality is, there's no way he'd come here without telling us ahead of time, I can't help but look at the Dad-Impostor, until I've figured out what makes this man not my dad.
Oh, well my dad wouldn't read the newspaper while standing around outside a building.
or
Huh? My dad doesn't smoke.
or
Of course my dad wouldn't ever wear that.
or
Hey, why is my dad kissing that guy?!
Oh, well my dad wouldn't read the newspaper while standing around outside a building.
or
Huh? My dad doesn't smoke.
or
Of course my dad wouldn't ever wear that.
or
Hey, why is my dad kissing that guy?!
Labels: Fantasy, Personally
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