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Just last night, I told my daddy I missed him. He replied, saying he missed me very much also. I didn't want that to affect me. I didn't want it to hurt that he missed me. That he showed affection, in one way or another. But I did not want that to touch my heart.
What I felt, infact, was not nothing. Was not joy, or happiness, or smiles, or love. It was pain.
It hurt to know that he felt that way about me too. It hurt to know that we haven't spoken in so long, but just one little 'I miss you', makes him write back to me. And I can tell that he meant it.
I don't know how so much conflict was caused between us. I don't know how things got out of hand.
But I don't know how he can expect me to be the one to come to him all the time.

I want my daddy back. The way he was before she changed him. Before he changed himself.

I just want things back to how they used to be.