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Do you remember, dad?

Do you remember, dad?

That night we threw the baseball in the backyard in oklahoma?

I don't say we played catch.

As always, you weren't playing games.

It always had to hurt me, with you

It couldn't just be time together

I had to suffer somehow

to deserve your time

Knowing that,

What could I ever do

to deserve your love?

The ball kept coming

harder and harder

till I thought my hand would bleed.

I don't remember how it ended.

I'm sure I was too scared to just walk away

So how long did that night go on

till you made it clear

that you'd given up

on ever loving me?

I always feel sad

to know that the best day I've ever had

was the day I could out run you.