I miss you so much
And I doubt
you truly understand
You course through my veins
When I look in the mirror
Who do I see but you?
In my hair, mannerisms and attitude
Most of my family
Doesn't even like you
Or they have a cynical attitude towards you
Its hard not to be rude
But somehow I manage not to
These things you go through
You shouldn't have to
At least not alone
I keep finding myself
With a man
Trying to replace you
But no one can hold a candle
To my father
Missing you fuels my fear
Fear fuels nightmares
Nightmares of you
And your demise
They even strike during the day
By the time its over
Everything is blurry from my eyes
Its driving me crazy
Please don't make goodbye
The first thing I have to say next time I see you.