A WHILE

by WENDY

The sun was bright. I was home. It was a typical day until I saw that bag filled with your clothes. I was confused. I didn’t know what to think or what to say. Until those words came out my mouth.  Then you responded, “I’m leaving for awhile, but please smile.” I felt my heart fall to my stomach. I had a feeling that a while was more than a mile. So a while past, and a while was seven years.

You acted like nothing had happened, but I couldn’t. I’m sorry that I couldn’t call you Daddy like you would’ve wanted, but it wouldn’t of came from the bottom of my heart, so instead I called you by your name. Once again you left, but the difference is it didn’t hurt this time.