Missing

I’m missing my little girl. Can’t see without her in my world. A FaceTime call just not enough. How could it be so hard and tough. The chance I get or the chance I had. I can’t just be a FaceTime dad. It’s been to hard for one to see. But missing her is killing me. I hope she knows she is my number one. Without her I lose my fun. I hope real soon I can make her day. I miss her a lot so much to say. Tell her everything that’s on my mind. And hope she sees that I’m not blind. I want to be there in every way. To make sure my daughter will be ok. I’m missing her I hope she Can see. That I’m trying my best to be the dad that is me. I can’t say I’m the best but I care in a way. I’m missing my daughter every day.