Missing him

I feel as though I live in ignorant bliss until I want to see him again or tell him something just to be reminded he isn’t there. I wish he could see me at this moment. Would he be happy with me? I need his guidance I miss it. I wish I saw him more. I wish was I there to tell him I loved him one last time. I miss his homemade spaghetti even though I don’t remember the taste of it anymore. I miss my dad so much.