He taught me that trust was,
having someone constantly
walk in and out of your life.
Subconsciously knowing that it was wrong
but treating it as if it were always right.
He taught me to believe that—
blood isn’t thicker than water.
For he treated me as if I were non-existent,
even though I was his only daughter.
He taught me that
just because someone says, “I love you”—
doesn’t mean that they truly do.
He also taught me that love never stays.
So I keep my borders up with lovers
because I fear that eventually they’ll be like him—
and walk away.
He influenced my outlook from a very young age.
Those wounds he left, I still have trouble dealing with today.
He impacted the way I view boys, men and the world---
from the very start, when I was just a little girl.