the rest is feelings.

von billymilja

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Daddy,

I recently saw someone

who looked just like you,

only at first glance though

but it broke my heart a little anyway.

Because I,

I see your face and it’s the face I know,

I can touch the blue of your eyes

a million times in my sleep and

hear your smile a trillion times in my ears,

I can see you standing in your doorway,

waving as I leave,

I can

smell on your stuff and insist it still smells like you and

I can fold my hands a hundred times and knee and pray,

that you’ll be safe, that you’ll be fine but

none of this ever really matters, because I seem to stay in the

exact same spot, even if I was to move on today.

Daddy,

I recently saw someone

who looked just like you,

only at first glance though

but it broke my heart a little anyway.

Because I

I see your face and it’s the face I know,

I can hear your voice yelling life’s for the living babe,

and even if I close my eyes today,

I can still see you quite sharply, moving around my veines,

your footprints on my heartbeat,

all I ever learnt about life has your signature on it,

don’t wear your heart on your sleeve you always said,

‚cause that’s where things get lost but daddy,

the only thing I’ve ever lost is you and your glittery magical vibes,

all I’ve ever lost is how to get to the other side

without losing myself on the way,

the heart on my sleeve was never really a problem, you know,

but you no longer telling me what really matters, is one.

Daddy,

I recently saw someone

who looked just like you,

only at first glance though

but it broke my heart a little anyway.

You once told me, we remeber silhouettes,

the rest is feelings, so I guess I see

your face and it’s but silhouettes,

because the rest is feelings.

23/05/2019

#daddyforever

©Sibyl Kurz