I didn't know it then but on a Monday much like today 22 years ago were the last times I saw you alive. That we spent time together like we always did, because I didn't know there was anything wrong. Why would I?
We watched Uncle Buck and laughed at all the funny bits which, to be honest, is most of the movie. You made me mashed potatoes because I wanted mashed potatoes and I always got what I wanted especially when I was sick. You got me a witch teddy bear and a pumpkin beanie baby because you always got me small gifts whenever I wasn't well.
You always did your best to cheer me up. I wish I could tell you now how much I miss those little gifts from you. Although maybe the signs you sometimes send me are, in their own way, small gifts. Since I was staying home from school the next day because no one knew the origin of my rash (and school wanted me out until we knew), you let me stay up late.
When it was time for bed, you tucked me in and told me, "Good night, princess. I'll see you in the morning. I love you."
And I said to you for the last time... "Good night, Daddy. I love you too. I'll see you when I wake up."
You kissed me good night and you left the room. For the last time.
I didn't know it then but I know it now, 22 years later, that it was the last time.
22 years later I wish I could tell you one more time that I love you and I'll see you in the morning. I would do anything to watch a movie with you again. Do anything to eat your cooking again.
22 years ago shouldn't have been the last time I saw you...but it was.
They say with time things get easier but 22 years later on days like today and tomorrow, I find myself sobbing because my heart aches all over again. That wound reopens again.
In the background I have on one of the anime series we would watch together... It's on the second season, and the first part of it features my favourite seiyuu. Who sometimes lapses into sounding like my favourite character. It's comforting on a night like tonight... But not even Midorin can dry my tears.
Not tonight.
Not tomorrow, either.
Good night, Daddy. I'll see you in the morning, in some small way ❤🩹
We watched Uncle Buck and laughed at all the funny bits which, to be honest, is most of the movie. You made me mashed potatoes because I wanted mashed potatoes and I always got what I wanted especially when I was sick. You got me a witch teddy bear and a pumpkin beanie baby because you always got me small gifts whenever I wasn't well.
You always did your best to cheer me up. I wish I could tell you now how much I miss those little gifts from you. Although maybe the signs you sometimes send me are, in their own way, small gifts. Since I was staying home from school the next day because no one knew the origin of my rash (and school wanted me out until we knew), you let me stay up late.
When it was time for bed, you tucked me in and told me, "Good night, princess. I'll see you in the morning. I love you."
And I said to you for the last time... "Good night, Daddy. I love you too. I'll see you when I wake up."
You kissed me good night and you left the room. For the last time.
I didn't know it then but I know it now, 22 years later, that it was the last time.
22 years later I wish I could tell you one more time that I love you and I'll see you in the morning. I would do anything to watch a movie with you again. Do anything to eat your cooking again.
22 years ago shouldn't have been the last time I saw you...but it was.
They say with time things get easier but 22 years later on days like today and tomorrow, I find myself sobbing because my heart aches all over again. That wound reopens again.
In the background I have on one of the anime series we would watch together... It's on the second season, and the first part of it features my favourite seiyuu. Who sometimes lapses into sounding like my favourite character. It's comforting on a night like tonight... But not even Midorin can dry my tears.
Not tonight.
Not tomorrow, either.
Good night, Daddy. I'll see you in the morning, in some small way ❤🩹