The Work of Isolation| ✅️

Your Time

The bed dipped as I sat down right in front of you
Maybe I was too gentle because you didn't look up
I started talking about my day hoping you were listening
But listening was the last thing on your mind as you typed
You typed away and I continued chattering hoping that you would spare me a glance

Dad? Dad? Are you listening?
What? was the only a reply I got
My heart shattering
At least I heard your voice
The thing I now craved

Oh please dad just stop typing for a second!
Oh please leave the work that you hold closer than me!
Oh please father just look at me already!

A tear slipped down my check and I let it find it's own way around
It travels down my chin and I keep my eyes on you
I miss you dad
I miss us
I miss our times that has become distant memories

Why do I have to misbehave to capture your attention?
Why can't you give me your time when I behave?
I feel like I lost you
I don't want to lose you dad
I still need your help

I still want you to tuck me in because that's only way you will talk
The world is too big and I want to hold your hand once again
Please save me dad
Please don't let me go
Please...it's getting dark

But I know you won't help
Because I know you can't help
Your work is important
You are trying your best and I hate your work
I hate them for stealing you
I want you back
I miss the stories you used to tell me
I miss the little talk we used to have
I miss us
I miss being daddy's little girl

And I walked out with another hole in my heart
A hole that awaits you

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So, what did you guys think? I think this happens as we grow older . Things change and if you are not prepared for them then they get hard to endure .

My dad's work has gotten tougher and he can't give us time because he is tired and there is always something to do even when his back but I'm always grateful that he smiles despite being so tired . Dads are truly heroes that go unrecognized.

See you all soon. Bye!!!