Dear daddy × l.h

Ten

Dear daddy:

Hi dad.

I'm twenty two.

I'm pretty fucking old.

I'm getting married in a year.

To that guy I told you about, a couple years back.

You would've really liked him.

I wish you would be there, handing me off.

Watching me walk down the aisle.

He makes me feel so loved and special. Despite how crazy and hectic my life has been, he makes me feel normal.
He makes me feel like life can be beautiful and lovely.

Ashton got married last year.

He's doing amazing. I'm super happy for him, even though I haven't seen him in a while.

I keep trying to find your damn note.

But its so hard.

Where did uncle mike put it dad?

Why can't you and mom just come back?

Why can't uncle cal just come back and be happy like he was before you died?

I finally heard from him a couple months ago. Apparently he moved back to Australia and is doing well.

He has a daughter named Noel and a son named Jackson. We haven't talked much since then, but I'm happy for him.

Why can't I be happy.

Why can't I move on.

Why can't uncle mike come back and just be okay?

Its been so many years.

And I still can't get over the fact that you killed yourself and for what?

Selfish reasons I suppose.

Goodbye dad.

I know you're never coming back

So

Like

I'm

Sad

Bc

This

Story

Has

Ruined me bye

(Edited in 2019)