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Mar 15, 2009 01:04

More now than ever,
questioning myself, my worth..
people can say what they can never know.
and I can't believe them.
What if it was something I did?
Or worse... didn't?
Every day, I am reminded that I am without you.
You can't ever come back..
and I can't ever get answers..
maybe some day I will find peace,
but never again will I hear your gruff voice tell me
how proud you are
how much you love me
how much you miss me..
never again can I sit with you and watch some terrible cowboy movies,
or hear you sing loudly and off-key in the truck.

and whenever someone speaks about their dad, I wil always think of how you're gone..

and why.

And nothing will ever be the same.
every holiday will be empty..
every birthday won't matter as much.
my wedding, I'll walk alone.
my children will never know their grandpa.

Why? Daddy, why?
I miss you....
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