When You Come Back Home...

The smile on your face,
he sparkle on your eyes.
The touch of your hands,
the sweet voice that said:

"I really do love you,
please just understand.
I dont want to bug you,
jut the best for you"

The moment I saw you,
lying on that bed.
All messed up and dying,
I hated myself.

I hated when I yelled:
"Just leave me alone!"
I just wanted to tell you:
"Please daddy dont go"

The last time I heard you,
it was over the phone.
I wanted to hang up,
I wasnt interested at all.

If I had known it would be,
the last time I heard you.
I wouldve told you I loved you,
and hope to see you very soon.

I need you to be here,
to hug me so tight.
To tell me you love me,
no matter what.

Im sorry for everything,
I said and forgot to say.
I want you to forgive me,
for not being there.

Whenever you needed me,
or just wanted to be,
near and with me,
or kiss me goodnight.

Please daddy come back,
I want you right here.
Right here with me,
just watching Tv.

I just pray to god,
to let me be strong.
So I can be there
when you come back home.

*Daddy I just want you to know, I really do love you and miss you so much.