Daddy Issues

Oh how I've waited 

Every night as a little girl
I crawled up in a corner
with my head in my knees
and my heart in my stomach 

I held the phone in my hand for hours
expecting to hear from you 

Oh how I've waited

I've waited by the window
watching every plane fly by

I was young  and naive but watching
fathers and their little girls made me cry

And Every night I thought maybe he's in that one

So I waited by the door 

Falling asleep,

never faltering in my faith 
that you would come to see me 

Oh How I've waited 

I waited for messages:

Emails

                Voicemails

                                 And Letters 

I wanted to tell you that I love you
or maybe I wanted to hear it 

And then one day

I stopped waiting 

I didn't wait near the phone,
I didn't look at airplanes,

I stopped waiting for your letters,

I stopped waiting for you...