I know you probably can't hear this
But I'll say it anyway,
I miss you.
I’ve always missed you.
And I’m sorry all my poems
Are about what you did,
And not who you are --
Who you were.
I remember melting into your hugs--
Never wanting to let go.
Remember your smell
(Cigarettes and old spice.)
The way your face lit up when you saw us,
The way you lit the room up with you--
Always smiling your goofy smile.
always putting others before yourself,
Which is why it's hard you left.
So hard to know how you really felt--
So lonely, so lost, so empty.
I wish I could’ve helped you.
But I still remember you --
6 years, and I still remember
Everything I have because of you.
Your altruism became mine--
You always encouraged us to help others
You always made everyone smile
You gave me
A never ending fountain of puns and ******* remarks
You sparked my interest in art, and in poetry
I’m always told I’m just like you
I take great pride in that
You were always my role model
And I will always love you--
Always miss you
My father was my role model during my childhood, and I missed him most of the time. he wasn't around very often, first because of the Iraq war and then because my mother had divorced him, so the few moments I had with him I cherished. I lost him for good when he committed suicide, and for a long time I was always stuck on his death, so I wrote this as a reminder to me and now all of you to look at his life.
