The daddy i never had

Every,
Birthday
Christmas
New years
I wish for my dad to come back,
its like im at my last resort,
when i wish on my fallen eyelash
When he left,
it was like i didnt matter to him anymore,
somtimes i even question if i ever did?
He calls once in a blue moon,
but its like he is forced to talk to me.
he forgets birthdays,
& he never comes to my games
I score a goal,
only hoping when i look back there he will be
standing in the bleachers
clapping his hands with a big smile on his face,
yelling and screaming: that is My daughter
but know when i look back,
ill see a empty spot
I always dreamed,
he would move back in
he would always go to my parent teacher meetings,
hes always there when i come home, gretting me and askin how my day was.
And when i score a goal\
i wouldnt dred looking back,
because i know he will be there .
clapping and screaming
That There Is My Daughter,
the daughter i never had,
and he is my dad,
the one that never existed