AN/ SORRY ABOUT THE LACK OF YAMI BAKURA! BUT HE WASN'T A RELEVANT PART OF THIS!!
You always say you will come back to stay
I always hope you will not make me cry again
It is after all, your fault my eyes so often see black
It crushes me
When you say there's been another find
And sorry, you can't come home this time
Archeology
More important than your remaining child
Only eleven
But, daddy, it's okay
That you keep yourself away
Because I will never be as perfect as you want...
You say you love me
But, daddy, admit it
You left your heart in Egypt
For whenever you come back
Maybe once a year for about a day
You miss the warmth
And you miss the sand
And even through the letters, a couple of sentences
You write once a month
I can tell you love your new land
More than you could ever love me
I cannot blame you
For you could stare at the scenery in Egypt all day
Yet you can't bear to look at me
I must now look at photos to remember your face
You haven't visited yet this year
Of course not, now that I am fourteen years I know
Your heart is with the artifacts
The pyramids
And pharaohs
I just do not know why...
Dad, you left your heart in Egypt
Oh father, now I am fifteen
And I must learn
You will never come back
Because-who knew?
You're dead
But, then again, you have been, to me
For quite a while now
I admit, I will miss you
Miss the yearly visits
Miss the short, short letters
I knew somehow, the last time you left
That you would never come back
Now, daddy, I know for sure
Dad, you left you body amongst the ruins and sands
Father, I know now, you never really loved me
Your heart is with Ra
As it rests in Egypt