One Man

How do I begin to explain what it is that I've been through? I could just be brave and bare my soul. It's not that easy anymore. Ever since I was a child, I've opened my heart to so many people. I've poured my soul out onto the floor. I gave my love away. I'm afraid I may never get it back. My heart used to be whole. It used to be full; full of life and joy and peace and romance. I used to be a lovebird that would sing and soar into heaven. Now I am a lonesome sparrow with a broken wing. Ever longing to fly, to soar. There have been so many that have put my heart through a paper shredder. So many men who, in the end, were not men at all. Just cowardly little boys who don't know what it means to love a woman. There is only one man in my life who has remained. He has changed my life in so many ways. He gave me life. He gave me my freedom. And never once did he break my heart. In fact, after every break up that I've ever had, he's been the one to glue my heart back together.
He gave me the gift of music, taught me how to sing, how to raise my voice. He gave me The Beatles and Queen and The Eagles and Supertramp. I don't know if I ever told him that he was... is the most important man in my life. He taught me everything. How to love, how to be human. I've never felt like I was all human. There's a part of me that I hide away from the world, but he showed me a way to shine bright like the sun. I wouldn't have gotten as far as I have, without him.
He is my strength, my joy, my love.
He's my dad.