I am not sure if I should address you as Dad, Father, Guy who use to live here, so I’’’ just go with sir for now. I haven’t seen you in a while and we haven’t spoken either. I was curious, did I do something wrong? I mean I get it, you and mom can’t seem to get along, but I at least thought I was cool with you. Did I offend you in some way? I know my behavior isn’t always the best and my attitude can be a little rough, is that why you didn’t show up to our visit? Is that why you haven’t shown up the last few months?
Dad a lot has happened. I’m growing up and I have questions. Questions that I want to ask you, that I know my Dad will be able to answer. I called you today, but it went to voicemail, so I left you a message. I thought you might be at work and couldn’t answer the phone, so I thought I would send a text, “Hey Dad!” That was a few hours ago, maybe you’re working late. I’m sure you’ll reply soon.
Daddy I wish I could see you. I remember we use to have so much fun, I miss that fun. My Daddy would play with me, we’d get ice cream and you would make me laugh until juice came out my nose. Do you remember that Daddy? Daddy we were happy, we were best friends. I miss you Daddy, do you miss me?
I waiting on you Daddy. I’m not mad, but my feelings are a little hurt. If you see this can you call me? I’m waiting!