the father daughter dance

until recently the only man i could ever trust was my father. he was always there for me. so why is it, daddy, that i've heard you say "i love you" once in the month that i've been home? once. growing up you were my superman. and growing up you said "i love you" every day. every time we spoke, every phone call, every time you saw me. and i'm leaving today. you can't give up a golf game to spend one hour with your daughter who is leaving? i know you'll never turn me away, but i shouldn't have to bargain for your time. how easily you dismiss me. i said i love you twice today and i just wanted to see my daddy before i had to leave. i've been asking for days, but there is always something in your way to me. not obligations, not work related, your personal recreational things. it's hard enough knowing that my sister's your favorite. you'd rush the two hours to see her if she said she needed you. i've called you in the middle of the night with worries and dreams of coming home. if i didn't need you then, i never will. where were you? and you can't buy me away. stop paying for your time and actually come see me. i don't need your money, i need my father. i don't want your gifts, i want your time. you're the only one i've got, daddy. you know, i need you too...