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Amy knelt next to her father's grave.
"Hey Daddy," she whispered. "I've always read that a girl's dad is always there for her. So, I'm not here to tell you that I still hate you. Just to tell you how I feel." She sighed. She felt stupid but knew this was necessary.
"Am I happy out there…in this great wide world? Yes and no. You've probably known this but I can't help but wonder…do you think about your friends…do you miss your little girl?" Amy swatted at her tears.
"When you would lay your head down, how would you sleep at night?" Did you even wonder if I was alright?" She smiled. "Then I met the Doctor. Daddy…I love him and he left me…well, I left him…same difference." She shook her head. "No, it's not the same difference."
She looked back at the grave. "It's been a long hard road without you by my side…why weren't you there all the nights that I've cried. You broke my mother's heart; you broke your child for life. It's not okay but…I need you, Da. I need you to dry my tears and make it all better."
The tears that had been trapped in the prison of her eyes broke free. "I love you, Da."