I was your little princess All I ever wanted was your approval. That's all I ever wanted. Now 6 years after you left I am still here picturing that day over and over again. Sitting here crying waiting, praying you will come home and say you love me. it's natural, divorce, but what you did to me was much worse. You broke a littles girls heart. You took it and killed it. Did you care then, I don't know. Do you care now, that's all I can hope for: that there is a slight chance that you might hear my name and think about me. I hate myself so much for trying so hard just for you to recognise me. I waisted years just for you to say you were proud of me. Your my dad and the only thing I can think about was the day where I was waiting, waiting for you to show up at my house to pick me up. An hour, that's how long I waited then mum gets a text. "I can't make it" that was the last time I ever heard from you. How can you do that to an 8 year old girl? how can you tell her you love her and that she is your little princess then abandon her leaving her crying in her room in the dark, hoping you will come back, when you never will. I still wait now, 6 years later, wait for you to come home and tell me just one more time that I'm your princess. I don't know where in the world you are, but I want you to know that you mean everything to me even after everything that you have done and all the fights I had to over hear from my bed room; after all the nights I cried myself to sleep wishing you would come home; after you promised you would never leave me; after you told me I was your princess and you would do anything for me; after you kissed me on the forehead before dropping me off home; after the amount of times you left me waiting for nothing, I still love you. You me me grow up. You missed me finishing primary school, you missed my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first date, broken friendships, knew friendships, you missed me mature into someone you could never live up to. You missed me finally realise that your not coming back. Not because you can't, because you don't want to. The day when I was six and I asked you why you weren't happy and you replied you will find out later, to find out you were leaving was the worst day of my #life. I hope you know I hated my mum for that, I hated her for kicking my daddy out. I realised it was for the best, when I remembered you not noticing me, asking me how my day was, talking to me, all you noticed was the computer screen, whilst I was learning my times tables with mum and achieving my piano award, where were you? You make me so angry that when I think about you all I can think are horrible thoughts of how you left me, well now I can tell you something, that was the biggest mistake of your #life and I hope your happy where ever you are. I know that one day in the future you will remember me and think about the shit you caused my family. The worst thing about you, is that no matter what you have done I will always love you. I was your little princess.