For my dad

This day more than any day I wish my dad was present.

I am sitting here and I don’t have anything to say about his love and support.

All reasons and explanations aside; I wish I would be writing about the heart-warming moments between my dad and I, but I don’t have any.

More than the other days, today I miss having a dad.

I wish my dad was around so that I could call him or him call me and just chat.

I wish I was a daddy’s girl, a papa’s child.

It hurts more that I don’t have a picture with my dad.

Not a single memory of a conversation with him. He has never disciplined me, raised his voice at me or better; bought me anything or gave me advice on something.

It hurts to have a father, alive and living elsewhere but not present in my life.

I really wish I had a dad to borrows his car, laugh at his jokes or make fun of him behind his back.

A dad to cook for us at home, or just sit and have crazy conversations and laughter with us.

I wish, even though I am working, my dad would give me money, JUST so that I can say I ate my dad's money today.

I wish my lil bro had a father too cause I am scared that out of this experience he might follow the deadbeat example as well. 

I really wish I would hear my dad say to us, "I love you, i am here for you, I  am proud of you"...

I wish I could, buy my dad a father’s day and birthday gifts

I wish speaking and sitting with my dad wasn’t a wish to be fulfilled but something that simply happens cause he would be around, daily, but he is not present. #presentabsentfather