Dear Dad,
It hurts. I miss you and I try to forget about it but the shadows and ghosts won't let me. I wear your old black aviator jacket like crazy because it still smells like you.
I got a boyfriend. He's there for me along with everyone else. I have to act fine for them. Even if I really am not. Your ghost said he approved earlier of the realationship. I nearly cried but I held it in.
Gods I miss you. Why did you have to die Dad? Everything was going so fine...gods I'm crying writing this. Stay safe Dad and save a spot for me down there one day.
Love,
Ariana ❤💔
