Promises Of The Past
Lit Up — May’s Prompt: Nostalgia
That night, I miss it
It was the night you told me to dress,
That we’re going on an adventure
You took me in the truck,
with the music on full blast
You were happy and smiling,
singing off-key
Yours and mine,
hair flying everywhere,
You were singing a song,
close every time to an apology,
An apology to me because of the past.
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I tried not to cry every time,
You drove so fast in the middle of the midnight highway
We were smelling the ocean breeze,
flowing through wide windows
You were so loud,
as if trying not to let the wind drown you out.
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I’m still trying to remember those good nights
Those memories that have left my side
The past was inevitably the past
I was now no longer the girl you sing to
You were gone off to la la land
You forgot your daughter, dad.
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I miss the past,
The hurtful and painful past
We aren’t there anymore
We are trapped in the cycle of pain and misery
The kind that reminded us all of our wrong doing
You left, dad, your first born,
The daughter you promised would be the only girl
That you promised wouldn’t leave like mom did, dad
You promised
Now I’m left with the past the remind me,
That the present as is, will be it.
