All I think about is you! How I wish we had forged a relationship since young. How I wish that you loved me. How I wish you showed me that you care. How I wish we could have a "father, daughter" day out. How I wish we could walk hand in hand. How I wish I always shared that special place in your heart. How I wish you would give me that big hug. How I wish all that action in the photos were played in real life. How I wish you would come to church. How I wish we will have dinner as a family. How I wish that one day, in time of trouble I know you will be there. How I wish you would punish me with love and not hate. How I wish I could just talk to you without fear. How I wish...
I'm like so jealous... I've been watching so many fathers and daughters alone having lunch at the restaurant I work, and I'm so jealous. I keep looking at them. Looking at how they talk freely. Sometimes I'm driven to tears because I wish it happened to me. I am who I am because of my parents. Someone who isn't like other teenagers on the street, falling in love, getting into trouble. Because my parents reprimanded me when I made a mistake. Sometimes I've been punished a bit too much. Even when I think about it, I get really mad at times. But I choose to think positively, that my life is on the right track thanks to them. Thanks to him...
I always wish I could share my happiness with both of them. But I can't. I can't speak to him freely as I am fearful. I remember the days when I would ask if he is coming to church and when he says no, I would start crying. I love him. And I don't know if he does. And I want to know if he does before its too late.
