The One True Loss

This isnt a poem just a quick note. People talk about their father or dads walking out on them but no one really truely knows. I just recently lost my dad and this is my story.

My dad and I were really close. He wasnt like any other. I could talk to him and tell him what was going on in my life and he was there for me. He was that person that I could talk to about anything. The last time I talked to my dad we got into an arguement. He promised me we were going to hangout all day just Father and Son. but instead he was called into work. We yelled and fought like no other before. I called him things that I regret now. My dad went to work and usually he is home by time I wake up. I woke up and no one was around. I was still mad so I really didnt care, but by time I got out of school I started to worry. I get home and the phone rings. It is my mother and she cant even talk. I ask whats wrong and she yells and screams. I tell her to calm down but it doesnt help. Finally my grandma picks up the phone. She says she is sorry that my dad is gone. I ask what are you talking about that cant be right. She tells me the story of how he lost his life. He never came back from work because there was an accident. I will never forget him because he was always there. It's so very hard now not having someone.. My mom and dad were divorced and I lived with my dad. My life has never been the same and I dont think it will be ever again. I love you dad if you can hear I miss you like crazy and I wish you were here. I'm sorry for the fight.. Thats all I can say. I feel like it was my fault and I think it really is. I'm sorry =(