I’ve always feared this time

Would come.

Me and my dad are slowly falling apart

Once again I didn’t go to my dads

This is what is hurting me the most inside.

To grow up and move on with out my dad

By my side.

I feel like a bad person.

After my grandma died my family fell apart.

They fought over the valuable stuff they never thought

About the people they was hurting or what would matter the most. I was in the middle of all this I

Was the one who was hurt the most to see my family go their separate ways.

That’s when I said I would never

be like them. I guess I was wrong.

But goodbye isn’t always forever . right?

And I know I cant be daddy’s little girl forever

But why is goodbye the hardest part of life.