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When you have something you take it for granted, when you lose it you asking why.... I wish I could turn back time.. I wish it could have been me instead....

Submitted: February 18, 2007

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Submitted: February 18, 2007



It hurts waking in the middle of the night missing someone so much you feel them, it hurts knowing you will never hear the voice coming from that soul, reaching deep, caring intense. The fear of losing has evolved and is now an empty pool of darkness, a tunnel that screams in the night, an empty peace of heaven where I sit in a corner afraid of the dark.

When rain falls from the sky, your face floats in front of me, the hatred I feel for you sometimes scares me, leaving me breathless, making the memories vanish as if it never existed. I try to understand but the pain you caused will stay alive, breathing the air, burning my soul. I feel your love in my heart trying to discover the road to my head; I feel the care burning in my throat, trying to breath. I dream of you, I still reach for you, aching for your love.?

The hole I’m in never seems to end, the darkness wrapping my mind, body and soul, leaving my feelings scattered against the dark. I tried to get out reaching for your hand but you were invisible. I called your name hoping for an answer but again the silence, cruel and dark, breaking me inside and tearing me apart?I

love you like the sun loves Mother Nature, like the rain loves the sky. I love you with every breath I take, every thought I have you own. I will never forget the road you took me on, leaving me standing alone when I needed you most, but yet understanding that you didn’t choose to leave. ?I hate you for leaving, but I love you for keeping the memories alive.

Every time it fades you somehow know, and like a breeze refreshes my memory… I just wanted to tell you how much I miss you, not having the most beautiful words to explain how much, but deep inside it hides, hiding the hurt and longing for your love.

I have to say goodbye, not wanting to let you go, I will never forget the part of you that keeps me alive, keeping me from giving up.


It hurts not calling you Daddy..

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