when i was just a little girl crying late at night he came into my room and told me not to cry. that one day we would get out together and i was always gonna be daddy's little girl forever. that he would never leave this hell hole without me. 6 years later i'm still sitting here crying. he left 3 nights ago. he didn't take me with him. he didn't even say good bye. he broke his promise to me. and this time i know he's not coming back. i hate him for this. for putting me through all this. doesn't he see that i need him. that he has a home here with me and that he doesn't have to leave. can't he tell that mom is saying things she doens't mean. can't he see he's killing his little girl slowly but surely. and when he refuses to talk to me does he realize how that makes me feel. i would do anything in the world to see him again. to have things back to the way they use to be. when i was daddy's little girl forever. i guess forever was shorter then i thought. it kills me inside knowing he just up and left. without taking me with him. without saying good bye...