I tried to love you, but I’m no good at so many things.
I never had a real role model for father or husband.
My mom was everything.
Don’t get me wrong. I do love you, with everything I am,
but it hasn’t been enough.
I am never enough.
Oh, what I wouldn’t give to be the one…
to get the happy ending of books and movies and fairy tales…
to take my last breath lying in your arms, feeling safe and warm and loved.
I used to think that the saddest thing ever was when I first loved you
all those years ago, and then you went away and married him.
You said you “didn’t want to risk our friendship”.
And so, there I was, without you…
without my love… or my friend;
and here I am — full circle.
© 2026 Ron W Hamilton
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