don't follow me. i run into walls. literally.

Ow. So last night? Pretty amazing. I saw my friend from the hospital, Brandon at Boondocks, met a guy named Patrick, and a totally cute (in a Frenchy way) French boy named Pierre. :D

But when we were playing laser tag, I totally ran into the freaking wall. It hurts..

But I got to practice my Frenchh!!!

The amount of tears I've cried,
Is nothing compared to what I feel inside.
I love you and I wish you were home,
It hurts me to think you're so alone.
It's not the same without you here,
Why you're gone is still unclear.
I remember when we'd play in the yard,
Then we'd go sit inside and play some cards.
You'd look at me and smile,
The cheesy grin that would stretch a mile.
I think of you every night before I go to sleep,
And occasionally I believe I still hear you creep.
Sometimes it's like you're still here,
I look at the door and wait for you to appear.
Then I realise you're not home,
And go back to feeling all alone.
I love you so much you just don't know,
No matter what you'll always be my dad.
Your little girl is growing so fast,
I wish you were here to see her laugh.
I miss you my father,
I miss you my best friend.
Just sitting here in thought
and waiting for the end...