I love you

I know I
am not aloud
to tell you
this.
But I have
felt this
feeling before.
once when I
was sitting
on the floor
with my father
listening
to records.
We listened
to The Who
together.
My mother
was doing
dishes in the
kitchen.
I felt normal.
For a moment.
There was no
noise.
No yelling.
No beating.
Just Music.
As I touched
all your records
i felt your
uneasiness.
You came up
behind
me and whispered
in my ear....
those are in order.
Not anymore
I say with a
laugh.
I take one
of  those records
and put them
to my nose.
The smell.
takes me back.
I love.. I say out loud.
I love the Who
I say as I touch
that record.
I love you dad.
How could
you not love me?
Not even for
one moment.
I would have
taken that
moment.