I don't know how to start this other than I miss you Dad and I wish you were here. I wish you could just rise from the dead to be with me. It feels like I'm in a choke hold; trying to keep my tears in school, it looks like I have pink eyeshadow. Everytime something reminds me of you I try hard to hold in my tears but know their just gonna go down regardless. Everyday it kicks my ass not being able to see you, talk to you or hug you. I miss you so much: us dancing together, always going on late night car drives, always going to the beach with you enjoying the silence, but then you ask me what's wrong and I just start crying and start telling you everything about what's going on with me and we both start crying because life's unfair and you would just tell me to keep on going and never give up. 

But what do I do now that you're not here. I wonder if you hear me? There's never a day that goes by that I don't think about you. There's so much that I wish I could tell you. I feel like when you died, I died too. I feel empty. I miss you. It feels like I'm looking for something that's not there any more and it's killing me. I'm so angry. I know this was supposed to be about you but I'm so mad you left. I knew you were going to leave but you didn't say goodbye. Why, I really want to understand.

 Sometimes, things are better left unsaid. Now there's no point. I just hope you're resting in peace.You don't have to worry about us, dad. Everything will be okay, I'll keep the family together and make sure everything is okay. I love you so much and I will always have you in my heart. You will never be forgotten dad. I love you with my soul; in case my heart stops my soul won't forget you. Te amo papi, see you soon.