Broken Connection

Broken connections. 

My cheap flat is  old and dark.
The furniture I got in the split
looks out of place.
She took most everything.
I do not care.
The only thing I wanted from her
was her love and my daughter. 
She has taken both of these things
to another mans house now.

She drops my daughter off .
for the weekend she looks reluctant,
but realizes she will have to stay.
My wife looks well and very beautiful
I close my eyes for a moment.
Remembering her long hair
falling on my bare chest 
in our bed as we made love.
She turns and leaves
I notice her shapely legs so sexy.

My daughter has a tattoo on her shoulder
And wears goth like makeup.
My God! what's happening.
I am cringing at the miserable time ahead.
Teenagers don't care about anything.
I dont think we have anything 
left in common.
She ate nothing at supper 
I go to bed early.

She heard me weeping softly 
and came into  in my room.
Saying nothing she cradled my head
to her small breast 
and kissed my forehead.
Then softly she whispered
"Its ok dad,  
you are going to be fine
You have me
 and I will always love you"
That was the moment when
my heart stopped breaking.