I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t think about you all the time. But today, it’s strong. & some days it’s like that. Where the sea is calm and then comes this tsunami of emotion that just hits inside of me. They say time heals all wounds and that’s true, but wounds leave scars and I have the biggest one in my heart that I feel everyday. I look to your room half expecting you to be there and it hits hard because I know that cannot be. I miss those Sunday mornings where id cook you some breakfast. I miss your presence watching tv on your bed. You might not known while you were here that you were my number one man but yes, I’m sure now you know. I know you weren’t perfect an you were flawed but I loved you regardless. I miss you dad.
I don’t write about my father for the likes or for people to feel bad for me. It’s been 3 years and it hits me hard every time I think about that day. I write because there are tons of people out there who feel what I feel. Who know the dark days and the days where the wind feels amazing and the sun is shining. Somewhere someone out there is feeling what I feel but can’t put it into words.