What makes you cry

Last night I found a picture of me and my dad. I wanted to cry. I know in the that picture we were the most important people in each others lives. Those moments have since faded. Growing up sucks because for years you lose sight of what's important then you reach a point where you realize you fucked up and you try your hardest to get that thing back. It's like smoking weed nothing compares to the first high. I miss my daddy being the center of my universe...