Daddy,
as selfish as it seems.
I don't want to go on
without you.
I remember when
you were in the ICU
and I was only then 11.
Talking loud, not saying much.
You said, "How am I supposed to live without my life?"
You were talking about me,
Karma's a bitch- right ?
I'm sorry I haven't given you
much to be proud of.
I'm not so proud of myself, either.
I know it's been 8 months
but I'm still not fine.
Because your toothbrush
should still be by the sink
and honestly
so should mine.
Sometimes I make myself believe that I killed you
but my heart knows that isn't true.
You were sick
now i'm sick.
Daddy, I miss you.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Heaven.
Non-FictionDaddy, It's been a while Since I last wrote to you, but don't worry I was just a bit blue. Sorry for the blood on the paper I'm not feeling well the doctor said to take medicines but i doubt they help they keep asking me about when you died and it h...