Couldn'T Say It (413 hits)
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Submitted by Hair (View user info) at 2004-09-16 23:07:06 EDT
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When I was lying next to your mother staring deeply into her eyes I had a feeling you were about to join us, there were now three of us sharing the warmth of the bed. I knew I loved you before I knew you were here for sure.
When you were born I wept openly with joy, I spent a thousand dollars on drinks for strangers, cigars for passers by. I was in a different city, but without seeing you, I knew I loved you.
When I threw you in the air as a child, your giggles filling me with paternal pride and awe of your utter joy, I knew I loved you. My strong hands sent you airborne, my fearless heart made sure you were safe. You trusted my implicitly, you knew I loved you. I could tell.
On your first day at school you didn't know but I hid with your mother to watch you take those tentative, unsure steps towards the buildings that formed your education. We held each other and cried, knowing that you were now going to have less time for us, and you were going to be with your new friends, some of whom will be there for you for the rest of your life. The afternoon you came home, you were full of stories and you told them to me twice. I could have listened to your excitement all night, watching your eyes get larger the more you talked about. Your arms waving, your hands slapping my gently when you thought I wasn't paying attention. You knew your Dad loved you and wanted to hear more.
At your high school graduation, I wept again with pride. We had many struggles in your teenage years, my thoughts about discipline and your thoughts of freedom didn't work well together. When you needed me, you came, knowing
When you got sick, you asked me why. I didn't know. I kept asking God but I got no reply. I held you, I spent time with you. I did everything in my power to show you how much I love you.
I am standing before your grave, crippled with grief. I should have told you I love you. I just...
Couldn't say it.
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