when the weight of your absence hits me it's like a punch in the gut
i sit in your car and listen to dire straits and cry
sometimes at night in that still secret place i wish i could be with you
just to see your blue eyes and kiss your cheek
hear you call me "princess" again and give me a hug
i miss your jokes
i miss your strength
even when you'd get frustrated at me
when you'd be politely mean to telemarketers
and always tell mom and i that our meals were great
even if they weren't
i miss driving places with you
the mall
williams
swiss chalet
i miss planning trips
hearing your advice
even when i didn't want it
going downstairs in the morning to see you in the living room
you in your big green housecoat
newspaper on your lap
cat on your chest
coffee in your hand
i miss your smile
your silly faces
playing guitar hero with you
and singing "slowrider" afterwards for weeks on end
i miss you so much dad
i say goodnight to you every night
tell you i love you
always hoping you can hear me up there
that you just somehow know
maybe one day this will hurt less
but until then i miss you
i love you
til we meet again,
danielle
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