you where here before, always...
Thene you disappeared and did´t come back...

untill now.

Why did you have too make it so hard?
whene it could be so easy...

Father...you could have chosen not too come back...
just disappeared for ever.

Now I have too mourn becouse your not here for the moment.

Ironic that you of all people understand me the best, listen too me, holding me up for a whiled...

But later on...(what happens then?)

You are gone again and leaving your only dauther alone,
crying becouse there is no one els to talk too.

Why did you have too make everything right again?
Whene your not capable of it, whene you over and over again letting me down

Hurting me so much...

I love you, but cant go on like this...
it hurts too much...

you have too make a choice once and for all...
Disappear again or stay for good.

I already know the answer...

You dont live here, cant be here whene I need you the most...

I want you too leav...

Father,
There is enoff pain in my life already...
I dont need more.

You where here before, but not anymore...

Im so sorry dad