I can't sit here and tell you that I don't miss you, nor can I tell you that I'm sad you're finally gone. I feel a sense of regret, but not because I let you go, but rather at the thought that I should have done it sooner. I read a post on tumblr the other night, that said "So even if you really did love someone with all of your heart, it doesn't mean you can't use all your heart again to love someone else."- Unknown. When I first read that, I thought sure I could find another father figure to give the love I never got the chance to show you. But then I realized that no one can take your place. My mom could marry another man, but he'll never be my father. Yeah, my grandfather has been more of a father figure than you have ever been, but still, he'll never be my father. So i guess this where I admit that you'll never be replaced. I know it sounds stupid, but the thought of trying to replace you hurts more than letting you go. I'll always have a place for you in my heart, as you are my biological father. I can't say I miss you, but rather I miss the idea of you. I always thought it was impossible to miss something that never even happened, but this past month i've realized that missing what could have been can hurt just as bad as memories that actually do exist. Although i wish things could have been different, I'm happy that my heart no longer mourns for your love.

I still hope you're doing good,

Brooke