You watched me grow older.
You held my hand through my pain.
You never left my side,
no matter how hard the rain.
You watched as I've changed,
from a little girl to a teen;
as I moved from barbies to cell phones
and everything in between.
You've watched me laugh.
You've watched me cry.
I miss your oldself Daddy,
it hurts as I watch you die.
I'm scared beyond belief.
I know mom is too.
It seems like everyday it's getting worst.
I don't want to lose you.
I know we don't have the best relationship
and we're always in another fight,
but you're still my childhood best friend,
who would hold my hand through the night.
I remember being Daddy's little girl,
and I remember how much I've always looked up to you,
and I know I hardly ever say this anymore,
but, Dad, I promise I love you too.