Remembering the day like any other day;
is my choice in the end.
The blue sky seemed, so happy with puffy
white clouds; spread as far as the eye could see.
I wore my favorite green dress;
you must remember the ones with the polka dots.
We went to the park hand in hand.
That’s when you told me.
You looked me in the eyes that reflect my own.
Baby, girl I am leaving you.
All I could ask was, why?
The reasoning did not matter though.
you cleared your throat and said it’s complicated,
with those words my superman left.
I grew thinking one day I’ll understand
Foster care after foster care understanding did not surface.
Now, on my wedding day;
I will vowel never to use it’s complicated as an excuse.