the tic tacs made me think of you, made me think of driving around in your porsche, eating tons of tic tacs, laughing. it made me think of counting down the minutes until you would come back from a business trip with a new american girl outfit in your bag and a smile on your face. i miss pretending to be interested in football so i could hang out with you. i miss sleeping on julians roof on warm summer nights and you teaching me all the constellations. can we go back to that ? i know i constantly give you a hard time, i know i don't make it easy for you but you have to understand that you can be the farthest thing from easy to be around too, but it doesn't really matter now, does it ? i LOVE you papi , you are my dad and i will always love you, never think otherwise .
No comments:
Post a Comment