It’s been eight years since I lost you,
it sucks growing up without you here.
Things have not been easy,
there’s a lot I’ve been through.
It all feels more real with each new year.
I’ve been able to cope with it better,
but that doesn’t make the hurt go away.
I just wish it hadn’t happened,
wish I could take back that day.
I still remember the experience,
and what was going through my head.
Yelling for help and panicking,
I was nine years old, what was I to do instead.
I realize you won’t be here,
for a lot of the accomplishments I make.
You’re not here to support me,
or tell me what the next step is I should take.
In the meantime while you’re gone,
I’ll continue to hold you close to my heart.
I suppose I never lost you,
we are just temporarily split apart.
Just know I’m always thinking about you,
and that no one can ever take your place.
I love you dad, I miss you,
and just for you I’ll keep a smile on my face.
They always say life is short, so I guess I’ll see you soon.