Why Me? Why Do I have To Pay?Daddy I Love You!!!
Well.....i dont know where to start. I havent talked about this in a while. My dad and I were so close. We did everything together and spent loads of times with each other. Sometimes i would even turn down to hang out with my friends because me and my dad had already had plans. lol. He taught me how to ride a bike, he taught me how to play basketball. he took me too all my dance classes, and everyone was always telling me how great he was. and i would just smile and say "I know right!!". because i did.......we got in a fight about where i was gonna go to college, i had my mind set on ucsb, but he had always seen me going to csu. i was so pissed that day i said things i didnt mean. i remember the look he gave me before he left....before he would never come back.....it was more than just anger, it was far more than that. it was pain, my dad and i never fought....he left me. he was killed that night. by a drunk driver, who ran a red light, headon into my dads car. he killed on impact. i cryed for months...not days not weeks...months. the day god takes him from me is the day we never got to tell each other how much we loved each other. my mom had left us when i was 2 and i didnt have any siblings, so i was alone. I never got to tell him how much he meaned to me...how much i loved him...how much i appreciated everything he did for me......And how much i loved being his little girl.
I love you daddy