Some Part of You

The image in that photograph of the baby only a few hours old can still be found on your face. The stamp of you on hers. You were never... but always there. You are that hole in her heart that she has mended time after time but can never fill completely. She dreams about knowing and not knowing you. Hiding her real feelings so she doesn't scare off the few scraps you throw now and again. She learned to live like it didn't matter. Then a simple hello tears her apart. You were supposed to be the one to teach her to love. But you make her feel as she doesn't deserve yours. You never showed her what it was like to be powerful so how can you have so much power over her? Isn't she better than that, doesn't she deserve more than you give? Her tears are real not painted but you were never there to wipe them away.
How can it be so easy for a daddy to break his little girl's heart? She is part of you.