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Nov 12, 2008 22:53

I was 16 when you were taken from me. I wonder what you would think of me now. I miss you always, although its not often brought to my attention until I'm all alone. You think the pain has passed after so long only to find that it was really just hiding away. Sometimes I still forget you are gone and I think I can call you, only to be jolted back into reality and disapointment I'm sorry and I don't know why

I love you Daddy.
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