Dad

When I was only eight years old,
My daddy went away.
He swore he'd always love me,
But said he couldn't stay.

Days turned into weeks
And weeks turned into years.
I hardly saw my father,
He never saw my tears.

He never read me bedtime stories
Or tucked me in at night.
He didn't showed up for my birthdays,
Though I always hoped he might.

He missed my first day of school
And all of my school plays.
He doesn't know how much I miss him,
Each and every day.

It's almost time for college now,
The years go by so fast.
I'm looking forward to my future,
But trapped within my past.

I guess I'll never understand
Why it has to be so sad
My parents didn't get along
But why did I lose my dad?