5 Words

I don’t live in the dark. I know that I have been dealt a shitty hand, I play it though and move forward. I don’t want to own stock in pain. I don’t want my pain to be worse than another’s, or my story to be harsher. I don’t want any of it, its just what I was given in life.
I mourn her, every minute of the day. In sleep, in work and in fun… at every turn I see the cherub grin and deep brown curls of the love of my life. Kace Deja Sullivan was almost three when she vanished from my life.
Now I wait each day for word that she will come home, somehow. I have no time for love or relationships. I run a successful tattoo shop in Gig Harbor and have the best crew in the state. I have friends that never falter… and I have the memories of one night where I almost had Mya.
I cannot offer her anything, I am broken and living only to do right by my daughter. I am not happy, but I am content. Mya wants answers and commitments, even my heart and I can’t allow her to see the truth of what I am. In the event that fate wants to mess with me some more, I don’t think Mya could take the heat- hell I don’t think I can.
I am not Sam Sullivan, I am Sully and I will forever be alone.