I miss you. I really do. I've been crying about it since the clock struck Christmas. I just wish you'd give me a hug and tell me you love me. I miss my dad, Dad.
If there's anything I want from you today, it's love. Not money. Not presents. Just love. Please, show up today. I need you. I don't know why, but I do. You're my dad. That's reason enough.
I love you, Dad. Despite every bad thing I've ever said about you, I love you.
Please come home for Christmas.
Love, Om.
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