11/11/2025
I love you, Dad…
But those words don’t reach you anymore.
I wish I could go back —
to the days when you were still here,
when writing “I ❤️ YOU DAD :)” on a board
was just a playful thing I did,
not a message sent to the sky.
Now, I write to the silence.
I speak to memories.
And I sit in the quiet,
hoping somehow you’ll hear me.
I miss your voice.
I miss your laugh.
I miss the safety of knowing
you were just a call away.
You were more than just “Dad.”
You were my protector.
My calm.
My everything.
And now…
all I have is this aching love,
with nowhere to go.