The Love of A Daughter

The Love Of A Daughter
I do not remember my first heartbreak For I was a young girl when it occurred.
 What remains is the unbearable ache And the knowledge love isn’t always pure.
In the beginning, he made me feel safe;
He chased all of my nightmares far away, Made sure I never once felt scared or afraid, And took me to the playgrounds on Sundays.
Once I turned fourteen everything changed; The hero of my story became the villain.
 Our relationship became very estranged; My heart destroyed beyond recognition.
This is the tale of a broken daughter, Abandoned by her once loving father.