alaya-

i hate raising a teen. you're thirteen now. you accidentally told me you had your first kiss. except it wasn't with jake. at this point, i miss that kid. instead you kissed robert, who has already played half your class.

you told me that i can't go by daddy anymore, because it sounds wrong. i get that, to be honest. still feels sad though, knowing that you're growing up.

you told calum last month that you hated soccer. you said you never wanted to play it again. that broke his heart, laylay. you have to be careful. adults have feelings too.

you broke me a bit too. i loved going to your soccer games.

i think you want to forget about me sometimes. it always seems like you don't want me there. anywhere that you are.

but i'll always be there, laylay. no matter what.

love, dad.