Sometimes but Always

Sometimes I wish I could talk to you.

It doesn't have to be anything profound, but

I just want to tell you about my day.

Sometimes I wish I could hug you.

I've almost forgotten what it feels like, but

maybe I’ll watch a home-made movie with you in it and remember.

Sometimes I wish I could introduce you to the new people I've met.

I know you would like them, and

I know that they would like you too; everyone does..did.

Sometimes I wish you could answer my questions.

It would be nice if you would teach me how to paint, because

I have never met anyone as good as you were.

Sometimes I wish I could hear you laugh.

It would be refreshing joke with someone as sarcastic as me, because

I know you would understand my dumb jokes.

Sometimes I wish you could read my writing.

I hope you would like it, and

I'm sure you would be encouraging.

Sometimes I wish you could give me advice.

I don’t recall needing much as a kid, but

I’m growing up now.

Sometimes I wish I knew how our relationship would be.

Like I said, I’m older now, and

I wish I could be daddy’s little girl.

Sometimes I wish we could have a day together.

I wish you could take me fishing, and

I don’t even like fishing.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to use past tense.

No one else notices, but

it tastes like medicine and burns like acid every time.

All the time I wish I knew why this had to happen.

I can breathe and live, very happily at that, but

often times those startling pangs of bewildering agony get the best of me.