Her eyes look at me

They dance in beautiful silence

Tracking me

Everything I do

This beautiful creation is not my own

How can I tell her that I am not her father?

How can I tell her that mama’s a cheater?

How can I be a single dad

To this beautiful girl?

“Mama’s coming home soon,” I say.

“Love you, sweetie.”

“Love you too, Daddy!”

At least one thing I said

Was the truth

I do love her

My feelings shoot through the roof

Eventually she will ask questions

Why I am so different in looks

Why Mama never came back

Why I lied

Eventually those questions will haunt us

But for now,

Love.