miss you too

i want to talk to my dad.  i just want him to listen to me and tell me i'm doing the right thing.  or say, "well, have you thought about . . . " or, if need be, tell me i'm an asshole.  i want to hear him call me darling.  i want to make him laugh.  i need to borrow his thoughts because more than ever i need to be the person he thought i was