Celebrating my dads birthday without him kills me more and more each year.
I think I try ignoring the truth..I pretend I am okay and that I dont miss him.
When it hits me, I cant help but be a wreck.
Sometimes it would be nice just to be held.
Celebrating my dads birthday without him kills me more and more each year.
I think I try ignoring the truth..I pretend I am okay and that I dont miss him.
When it hits me, I cant help but be a wreck.
Sometimes it would be nice just to be held.
