The Writing on the Walls

I never thought much about love before. I had always thought love was a myth. I guess it was because my dad didn't love me. Now I don't want to make it sound like I have daddy issues because that's not the case. I loved him and figured he loved me too. I was wrong. I have Darry though. Darry isn't my father but in a way I feel like he is. He makes sure I stay in school and keeps me safe when I get into trouble. And I always have the gang. I still think love is out there. I know it's out there because I've felt it. I just don't know how long it lasts.