Confessions of a Broken Heart
Nicolette sat there wanting so bad to meet her father while writing to him.
I wait for the postman to bring me a letter. And I wait for the good lord to make me feel better.
All she knew about him was that he left after he found out her mom was pregnant, because they were only 15.
I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders, family in crisis that only grows older.
Even though Nikki had never met him, she still wanted to meet him, she still wanted to know him. Her life felt so empty without a dad to hold her, and care for her.
Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go?
She always had wanted to tell him how she really felt, daughter to father.
Daughter to father, daughter to father. I am broken, but I'm still hoping. Daughter to father, daughter to father. I am crying, a part of me is dieing. These are, these are, the confessions of a broken heart.
There were still clothes of his from when him, and her mother were dating. She sometimes wore them, just so she could somewhat feel her father.
And I wear all your old clothes, beat up polo sweater.
She had always dreamed since she was a little girl that she had a daddy like all the other kids.
I dream of another you, one who would never, never leave me alone to pick up the pieces daddy to hold me that's what I needed.
She wished he was there for her, but he wasn't.
Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Why'd you have to go? Daughter to father, daughter to father. I don't know you, but I still want to./ Daughter to father, Daughter to father. Tell me the truth, did you ever love me? These are, these are, the confessions, of a broken heart.
Even though they had never met, and most likely he didn't even love her. She loved him with all her heart.
I love you, I love you, I love you, I, I love you! Daughter to father, daughter to father. I don't know you, but I still want to. Daughter to father, Daughter to father. Tell me the truth, did you ever love me? These are, these are, the confessions, of a broken heart. Oh, yeah.
She finished writing her 10th letter to him in the past 6 months. Even though he never wrote back, she always kept him up to date on what was going on in her life. Nikki closed the envelope and wrote on the front what she always did. To Nick Jonas. Love Nicolette and Miley Cyrus.
I wait for the postman, to bring me a letter.
This is my favorite song write now. I know this songfic isn't very good, but I was bord.