Posted in #pain, Dying, Heart Break, Inner Feelings, loss, Love

I miss you daddy

He’ll never hold my hand again.

He’ll never hold me in his arms again.

I’ll never hear his voice over the phone again.

I’ll never see his worried face when I came home late again.

I know that after a while I‘ll feel better than now.

Not because I accepted his absence, as he’s always there with me.

But I’ll get used to the pain.

Rest in peace daddy.