Monday, April 30, 2012

You two were my best friends ever. I thought nothing could tear us apart. Yeah we had little bitches at each other every now and then, but we still stuck together and laughed about it five minutes later. We were supposed to be there for each other when time got hard. But when my Daddy died, you two disappeared. Tough times really do show who your true friends are. I don't hear off either of you and you both complain you don't hear off me? You guys really do have some cheek.
Good luck.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

I'm just loooooving life.

Nails done.
Jeans brought.
Professor Green ticket booked.
Great weekend planned.
Moving into my own house.
I think I have a great life, and that's all that matters. :D

And I miss you.

Three months is coming up on Saturday. You're birthday is coming up next Friday. I'm really missing you Daddy. Come back and hug me. I'll hug you back. I love you. I hope you're sleeping tight. xx

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

I want you back.

"This is my home
This is where I belong
Where my daughters go to school
Where opinions are strong
Where my neighbours are my friends
And the story never ends."

Scary night.

The other night I couldn't sleep properly. At 5am I got up, when I came back to my room, I was sat in my bed and I looked at the end of my room and I saw you standing there. In the clothes you are in now, and with the big cheesy smile across your face. I know it's you watching over me, but it's scary. As much as I want you back again, I know I can't see you. Please don't scare me again Daddy. If you're worried that I'll forget what you look like or what you sound like, you don't have to, because I could never forget my favourite man. Never in a million years. I love you.

Do me a favour?

This is getting so much harder. I miss you so much more every day. The pain gets worse every day. I'm reminded of you by everything. Please come home Daddy?! I miss you so fucking much! You're supposed to be here with us, drinking on Friday's and going down to the meeting place. Sitting in and watching dvds together. Having our big favourite dinners together. (After all, you were the best chef.) But this new life just isn't right for me. I'm used to being with you every day and every night. I know you're watching over me, please make this easier for me?

Monday, April 2, 2012

Time heals everything.

It's been just over two months that you have been gone and I thought I was okay and doing good. People say as time goes on, things get easier. But it's the other way round. I'm finding it so hard without you now and as time passes by, I get more hurt by it. I feel upset twenty-four seven. I can't even talk to people anymore. I keep to myself. Daddy, help me be myself again, even if it is the hardest thing to do without you.