I’m not gonna lie
This day really hurts this time
Because you aren’t here to celebrate
with us.

There’s no reason to buy
a card
a shirt
no reason to contact you
at all

You wouldn’t get it
Heaven doesn’t have
a phone number
or a way to contact you
You only exist now
in my memories

Everyone says
oh wow,
this much time has passed
You should be over the loss
by now
you shouldn’t be thinking about
or even mentioning him anymore

But how is that fair?
in this crazy, messed up world
How is that fair?

You were my father
you taught me so much
and you were and are the standard
by which I judge men.