I should have been there. I should have skipped the gym and gone straight to see him. I should have said goodbye. I never got an opportunity to say "I love you" one more time. I never will see him alive again. I will miss him forever. For those who have no idea what I am talking about...my father passed away tonight. I was too late to see him and arrived as they called my mom to report he died. I broke down at the hospital and now I am crying as I write this. I feel helpless and scared. I feel alone. I feel like I am a bad child for not saying goodbye. I wanted so bad to see him, but I couldn't. Night all. This feels like a bad dream.