I sit here alone in a house that isn’t even mine. I’m away from family at a trying time. I miss my boyfriend. Who’s at home by himself. It’s hard being alone with nobody by your side. I feel my dad‘s spirit walking close by. I know he’s here with me and it makes me wanna cry because I miss him so much and he was the light of my life he was my best friend in one day. I’ll see him again. He was the rock I needed when no one else would do. He was the light and the person who kept our family together like glue the day we lost him was a shattering day. The memories of that day never go away so while I sit in this house, knowing he’s far away, it kills me inside, knowing I won’t see him every day.