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Fan hook. If someone has spent your whole life showing up just long enough to break your heart again — this song is for you.
My biological father wasn't there when I was born.
I never called him dad. I'm not sure I ever called him anything. He was just an idea for a long time. Then when I was eight years old, he showed up. Said he wanted to be my father. Said it like he meant it. And for two weeks, I believed him.
Then he disappeared.
He came back when I was twelve. Same speech. Same promise. Same look in his eye that made me think maybe this time was different. He left again.
He came back when I was twenty-seven.
By the third time, I started to understand something. This wasn't a moment. This wasn't a one-time mistake somebody was working up the courage to fix. This was a pattern. And patterns don't break themselves.
So eventually I stopped waiting.
This song is what I had to write to put it down.