It's almost 2am

It's almost 2am
I woke having to pee
It's so dark in the living room
But one thing was still clear to see
It's almost 2am
And I am back in my bed in tears
Because my father's chair is still empty
Him being gone was always one of my biggest fears
It's almost 2am
And the room is silent and wrong
I miss the sounds of his TV
Even the sound of him breathing is gone
It's almost 2am
And there's a pit where my stomach once was
I hold my son close in my bed
Hoping he knows he's loved because
It's almost 2am
And this doesn't seem real
Because the depth of our grief
Is the only thing I can feel

It's almost 2am
And Dad's chair is still empty
A reminder of an amazing man we lost
Who was so deeply loved by his family
We will miss you daddy...