about how it used to be when i was younger... getting ready for bedtime and dad's tucking me in. having my breakfast made for me in the morning when i woke up with the milk warmed already. looking at my phone with a voicemail from daddy asking me what time i will be coming home...
then you come back to reality and theres no one who tucks you in anymore.. or calls you to ask when youre coming home. there are days when i dont even see my dad because im at school and work both in a day sometimes.
and thats when you know. its crazy sometimes to come back and remember how things just seemed to much easier back then and how time just flies.
just having a moment to myself at 12:57am. on a tuesday morning.
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wanting. . .
anything f l o w e r
wishing. . .
to take a r o a d t r i p anywhere
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