You watched me grow older.

You held my hand through my pain.

You never left my side,

no matter how hard the rain.

You watched as I've changed,

from a little girl to a teen;

as I moved from barbies to cell phones

and everything in between.

You've watched me laugh.

You've watched me cry.

I miss your oldself Daddy,

it hurts as I watch you die.

I'm scared beyond belief.

I know mom is too.

It seems like everyday it's getting worst.

I don't want to lose you.

I know we don't have the best relationship

and we're always in another fight,

but you're still my childhood best friend,

who would hold my hand through the night.

I remember being Daddy's little girl,

and I remember how much I've always looked up to you,

and I know I hardly ever say this anymore,

but, Dad, I promise I love you too.