Thursday, October 21, 2010
I miss my dad.
A lot and a lot.
With Deepavali just around the corner, I feel so weird.
Like I want to die.
I can’t even cry anymore.
All my tears have dried up.
It just hurts, a lot.
I really wish that he’ll come back.
It will make things so much nicer.
So much easier.
But he isn’t going to come back, is he?
He really did cheat all of us.
I want to cry out loud.
Scream.
Break things.
I feel so helpless.
Can someone help me?
Can someone hug me and tell me that everything will be okay and hold me there in your arms like my dad used to when I was younger?
Can someone nag at me all the time and irritate me till I cry like he used to do almost every single day?
Can someone make me hate you by doing all the bad things in the world?
Can someone laugh with me so much that my stomach aches a lot?
Can someone make me eat so much and then complain about me not trying to lose weight?
Can someone be my dad?
Can someone bring me my dad?
Please.
I’ll do anything.
Anything at all.
Please.
I want my dad.
Ask him to make me stop crying.
Like he always does.
Ask him to come back.
Please.
6:09 AM
