I came to your father some time ago.  With deceit in my heart and pain in my eyes, I came.  I watched him as he watched the sun set on that cool fall day in September.

My intentions where not bad nor where they good.  For I could only bring what my very image was defined to be.  A flame burning inside of my very soul.  Piercing through my being. 

Embracing your innocents, I saw you through your fathers eyes.  The chances for our encounter just reached a higher percentile.  It wouldn’t have taken as long to meet as you or I thought.  You see, we had all ready met through the genes of your father’s eyes.  I was some what attracted to you and in some ways it really didn’t matter.  Discrimination is a not my main objective in this life.  I will give you all that I have and all that I am.  You will fight it with your might, heart and soul but in the end you just never know.  Our life together will take its course.  Every relationship is not as healthy as it should have been.  We learned from each other.  In your father’s eyes I saw you, I wanted you and you made it easy for me with your poor habits. 

You will never again doubt who I am, take me for granted or assume.  Assume an assumption based entirely on false facts of age, that I wouldn’t find you.  Not as I did.  Not this soon. 

I am Prostate Cancer and I found you.