You Drew Stars Around my Scars - Taylor Swifts Daughter

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I'm such a bad mom how the hell did I get my days confused so much, I ended up missing Christmas with my daughter

I quietly sob on the floor as I stare at my daughters note

I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and soon I see my daughter coming in to the kitchen, I know she sees me from the corner of her eyes but she pretends she doesn't and opens the fridge to grab a water bottle and leaves back up

Why am I always fucking things up with her? I love her with all my heart and I wouldn't intentionally hurt her, but I still did.

I grab my phone and pick it up, and I start calling Samuel, it's an ungodly hour of the night so he doesn't pick up, but he's not asleep because right after he texts me

"You're the last person I want to talk to right now, I'm picking my daughter up tomorrow as she requested me to"

I place my phone on the counter and leave it there

I try going into Kassie's room but she's locked her door so I go into my bed, but I can't fall asleep at all through the night thinking about how much I hurt my daughter.

I get out of bed before the sun rises, and place, a line of Hershey kisses all the way from her bedroom downstairs to the Christmas tree

Sorry doesn't fix things so I would try to make it up to her just like her dad told me to

I went into the kitchen and made reindeer pancakes just like we always do on Christmas

We usually eat breakfast in front of the living room tv on Christmas, but I thought this year we might eat in her bed, so I took both plates up, but her room was still locked

I knocked but she didn't answer

I got tired of waiting so I sat with my back to the wall, waiting for her to open her door so we could eat together.

It took a long time before she finally opened her door, when she did she saw the chocolates all lined up in a perfect file on the floor as she looked down.

She kicked them out of the way towards me

"Kas I made breakfast" I said but she went downstairs without looking back

I guess I can't move Christmas to another day but it was worth a shot

I went inside her room and placed the pancakes on her nightstand just in case and went back to my room, I left my bedroom door open just in case she wanted to come in.

I was alone for a long time, it seemed like I was home alone, I couldn't even hear my daughter downstairs

I was laying in bed facing away from the door when I heard my door creek slightly

I immediately sat up in bed, my cheek were stained with tears

My daughter walked in to my room and slammed the door behind her so hard it made me jump

She was carrying a box, beautifully wrapped in white paper that had small green and gold accents and a velvet green ribbon wrapped around it. It looked gorgeous, the edges of the paper were crisp, it must've taken her ages to get it to look this pretty

She set the gift on the edge of my bed by my feet

"Is this for me?" I ask softly, but doesn't respond or nod, instead she places a sticky note on my bed by the gift and turns around when she's at the door she takes another sticky note that's in her hand and slaps it hard against my door, before opening the door and walking out

I jump out of bed and grab the note on the door

"I'm going to dads, don't come looking for me :("

I run trying to catch up to her