Missing You, Daddy

Today has been one of those days. One of those, I'm about to go crazy, work is driving me nuts, my life is spinning faster than I can turn, everyone is annoying me, kinda days.  One of those days that I'd like nothing better to do but SCREAM that I cant take it anymore.   Today, and everyday, I miss my daddy.  But, there are those moments when something happens, and I want nothing more than to pick up the phone and call or text him to tell him something that happened, or tell him something funny.  He and I had this thing:  We would send each other funny text message forwards.  We did this often, and I miss that the most.  I say this all the time, but I really would give anything to hear his voice again, or even get a text from him again.  I know that people say I can still talk to him, and I do, but it's not the same.  And, I dont know if anyone understands how I feel.  Just because 3 months has almost passed, doesnt mean that I still dont miss him.  I've stopped crying everyday, but still cry all the time.  It hurts, still, and I dont know when it will stop hurting.  When will the pain go away? When will I quit expecting him to call, or text?  The other day, Stacy called to tell  me they were going out to dinner, and she said "It is just us" and for a split second, I almost said "Where will my daddy be?" 
It's like, hello, I know he's gone, but still, its not real. When will it be real? 

"Death leaves a pain that no one can heal.  Love leaves memories that no one can steal."

I love and miss you, Daddy!