I wanted so badly for it to be you. For you to be my safe
place, my best friend, my everything.
Maybe it wasn’t ever meant to be. Maybe I loved the idea of
who you could be, the potential I saw in you.
“A leopard can’t change it’s spots.”
Maybe you’re just not capable of being the person I want you
to be. The person I need you to be. The person your son needs you to be.
Actions speak louder than words, and your actions the last
couple weeks have shown me that you’re still just thinking about yourself. You’re
still only worried about you.
Your son needs you to step up, and beyond yourself. Your son needs a father. A man who puts his own needs aside to support his family.
There's part of me that still has hope. But is that just stupid at this point?
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