CrAmPs...

When I was little I remember waking up in the middle of the night because my dad had a cramp and he was in pain, I remember seeing him and feeling very confused because I didn't know what was happening. Every now and then now I wake up in the middle of the night exactly the same way he did, I have a cramp and my leg hurts... and I think of him. It may sound weird but as painful as the whole thing is... it's kinda nice, not to have cramps or be in pain but... every time I find something of him that's been left in me... I like it. It makes me feel still connected to him, like it's something he left for me... and I know it's not the best example cos it hurts and it's not pleasant, and I don't like that... but still, it makes me feel like it's something we share. It still makes me feel like his daughter.