I have a lot of things to be happy about. I do.
But I just feel so empty and sad.
Tomorrow was the day you died.
Tomorrow was the day I had to say goodbye.
I am crying dad and I'm in school.
Please come back to me.
I need you.
I wish you could of met Brian.
I wish you could of seen me graduate.
I wish you could of been here for my birthday.
I wish you were here.
This isn't fair.
Today, 5 years ago, you were alive and breathing. You were hurting and dying.
Why did you have to leave so soon?
I wanted you to walk me down the aisle of my wedding.
I wanted to watch you hold your first grandchild.
I am so broken. So lost without you.
I miss your hugs.
I miss your laugh.
I miss your food.
I miss watching Star Trek and Brave Heart with you.
I miss you so damn much.
A/n::
This was written while I was in school the day before my dads death anniversary and I never got around to posting it but here's what I wrote so far
YOU ARE READING
Unwritten
Non-Fictionstories I'll never tell & letters never sent lowercase intended • non fiction • // sometimes memories seep out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks //
