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May 2014
I miss the pain of your beard as you rubbed against my face.
I miss your red skin.
I miss the smell of your neck.
I miss your stinky feet.
I miss your thick hair.
I miss your eyes.
I miss your raspy voice.
I didn't think I would miss you this much.
I miss you saying, "good-morning sunshine!" as I woke.
I miss your smile and crooked teeth that accompanied it.
I miss every. little. thing.
Why did you leave?
I want you back.
I want to tell you everything.
I am older and I want to ask you questions I didn't think to ask before.
Your death makes me feel like I wasn't good enough for you.
I want to hug you.
Let's go crazy one more time.
Please.
Months before you died I bought a pair of socks, they said "daddy's girl"
I wanted you to see them.
I thought you would.
You played wolf… I didn't think you were going to die this time.
I miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you.
Why did this happen?
Please come back daddy.
I really miss you.
I love you.
please.
Orlagh L'Africain
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