(Meeting my Birth Father for the first time.)
Is that love or loss I see in your eyes? I finally stand before you and I feel the presence of your guilt. Your eyes are mine. I feel as your body trembles within my hands, should I let go? But this is the day I have been waiting for. I can see your face and how it has aged fast in this world but you are still beautiful to me. You were apart of my dream; the part that came true. And whether Tanya lies beneath or flies above, I know she would be happy for you and I. She loved us and I wish she were here to complete this moment; our moment. But I find comfort in knowing she would smile at my returned existence into both of your lives.
Is that love or loss I see in your eyes? I finally stand before you and I feel the presence of your guilt. Your eyes are mine. I feel as your body trembles within my hands, should I let go? But this is the day I have been waiting for. I can see your face and how it has aged fast in this world but you are still beautiful to me. You were apart of my dream; the part that came true. And whether Tanya lies beneath or flies above, I know she would be happy for you and I. She loved us and I wish she were here to complete this moment; our moment. But I find comfort in knowing she would smile at my returned existence into both of your lives.
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