Hey dads,

yeah

not dad, but dads.

Although I should call one "the guy who didn't want me"

and the other "the step-father who left the family",

both of you are still my father.

You may not have been in my life for a long time,

but your memory haunts me at times.

And yet, I cant help but feel joy.

Hey mom,

yeah

I know have two dads,

but my mom loves me more than the both of you combine could ever love a daughter.