I was 14.

You were 39, it was almost your birthday.

You fell into an eternal sleep.

I fell into a deep depression.

I longed for your hug just one more time.

I cried for you.

I visited where you lay.

Day in and day out you were on my mind.

2 years later.

Still cry.

Dads moved on.

He seems happy.

You are still missed.

I want to see you again.

One day I will be able to embrace you again.

But until then,

Fake a smile

pull your sleves down

and act like everythings ok.

I love you mom.

Can't wait to see you again.