And here I sit..
Thinking of words to describe how it feels...
Thinking of feelings..
Thinking of memories from so long ago.

I write about you,
Because I love you..
Not because I feel I have to.

I write about you,
For my own self-comfort..
And for my own self-clarity.

I write about you,
Because there's an emptiness in my heart..
And maybe,
This poem will help fill it.

I write about you,
Because I wonder if you write about me too..
Wherever you may be.

I write about you,
To find peace,
And somewhat of a happiness.

I write about you..
Because it's all that I can to bring back your memory.
And it's all that I can do to think of you..
Because I can no longer see,
Or touch you.

I write about you..
Because I miss you, Dad.

And I miss you..
Because I still love you.
 
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