daddy's little girl

fantasy

it's 7:45 am on wednesday, may 4, 1988. i have just been blessed with the gift of life. i enter a staggering 8 pounds 8 ounces. my mother is filled with joy of her first-born.

im daddy's little girl. my first word was daddy. the first steps that i ever took were to my



father. at night he would rub my head while i laid on his chest until i fell asleep. after he carried me to my room he would check  under my bed and in the closet for bogey monsters. my daddy was the best daddy a little girl could ask for. every night he kissed me goodnight, reinstating that i am the best daughter a man could ever have. im daddy's little girl.

my daddy attended all of my school functions and never missed a birthday. he helped me pick out my dress for kindergarten graduation. packed my lunch for the first  day of school. he was home every day after school waiting to hear  how my day went. at night we had our tradition of bedtime stories. im daddy's little girl.

in middle school he taught me how to handle bullies. made sure that i learned how to protect myself from the big kids. he was my national honors society induction escort. pinning me with pride. my daddy was the "My child is an honors student" sticker on his car type. im daddy's little girl he would do anything for me.

in high school he warned me about the senior boys and their antics. for my military ball he danced with me before i left and told me i was the most beautiful girl in the world. he taught me about love and what it truly means. my daddy taught me not to give my heart to everyone and that i had to protect it. he said it was too precious and fragile to be given to a stranger. at my high school graduation he cheered louder than any other parent in the stadium.

at my college graduation he  silently stood at the front of the stage and watched as his baby girl became a woman. im daddy's little girl. the apple of his eye and his only true love. im daddy's little girl. i can do no harm.

reality

it's 7:45 am on wednesday  may 4, 1988. i have just been blessed with the gift of life. i enter a staggering 8 pounds 8 ounces. my mother filled with the joy of her first-born.

im daddy's little girl. my daddy forgot to show up the day i was born. he didn't tuck me in at night nor did he read me bedtime stories. he missed my first day of kindergarten, middle school, high school and college.

during my childhood years while my innocence was being taken, he was busy taking one of his own.

im daddy's little girl. rightfully scorned by yet another man. we played a game of hide and seek while i was in college. me searching for 4 years trying to find the man who hid on that wednesday morning in 1988.

im daddy's little girl. now grown into a woman. paying the price of being born. stuck with half the DNA of a person who doesn't even know im alive. fastened with memories of my first heart-break and first true lost. im daddy's little girl. forever mourning the loss of my father.