It is my utmost dream for him to attend my degree's convocation,
obviously, that was a dream that can never happen.
at least, he attended.
too bad, he won't be there for my degree.
I want him to see I get degree,
like how much I miss him.
Or perhaps, I miss him more.
I want to sleep in my own house.
I want to feel the love he has been poured on me all that while, before he passed away.
I can feel him, at least the moment I sleep on his bed, before I went into the dream.
Not as strong as few months back.
But, truly, I miss u.
It is occasionally in my mind.
If you ever come back, will I treat you like the same.
Perhaps there is a second chance, I will still do what I did.
For not appreciated your love and care.
For not appreciated your advice and anger.
I, indeed, am not a filial son.
please don't take my daddy away.
That punishment is just too harsh for me.
When will I ever grow.
thought I've grew, in fact, i'm not.
still dwelling on the same matter.
still get scolded by the same reason.
few times, I wished you were there to help.
Help me in my r'ship.
Help me in my life.
Help me.
I wasn't that strong like how you see me.
Or never did you thought I'm strong.
I still need your nurture.
still need you scolding to make me grow stronger,
desperately like a hungry baby craving for mummy's breast.
please don't go.
I should put that as a wish for my 21st birthday,
if it's true that wish will comes true.
At least...
You came for my convo.
Dad, I love you.
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