InishkeaBishop
I wish I knew where I got my eye colour from, they turn grey in the winter, blue in the summer, they’re a turquoisey mix, sometimes, even green. I wish I knew where I got the dimple in my chin from, when I laugh, when I smile.I wish I knew where I got my dark brown hair from, that shines almost red in the sunlight. I wish I knew where I got my stubborn attitude, where I got my creativity, where I got my skin, with light freckles that only show once a year.There’s a man out there, somewhere, who shares my eyes, my smile, my skin.Just a name, a picture, a story, anything.I wish I knew my dad.

I wish I knew where I got my eye colour from, they turn grey in the winter, blue in the summer, they’re a turquoisey mix, sometimes, even green.
I wish I knew where I got the dimple in my chin from, when I laugh, when I smile.
I wish I knew where I got my dark brown hair from, that shines almost red in the sunlight.
I wish I knew where I got my stubborn attitude, where I got my creativity, where I got my skin, with light freckles that only show once a year.
There’s a man out there, somewhere, who shares my eyes, my smile, my skin.
Just a name, a picture, a story, anything.
I wish I knew my dad.

Posted 3 months ago
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