Well... Hes gone. I cant think about it. Im looking at him but hes not there anymore. I keep thinking about everything from when I was so little and then even a few weeks ago, him talking, laughing, lecturing me... I miss it all and I wish he could just wake up and yell at me some more... He fought cancer for over a year and he did his best. Hes happier and not hurting anymore. I know. But it hurts that the man who raised me and my sister isnt physically here. I keep crying about it and my heart is beating out of my chest and my throat is so sore. But in a way Im kinda happier hes not hurting anymore.
Posted on: Sat, 12 Jul 2014 03:17:55 +0000
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