IMY.

Hmmmmm..

It's been 2 years.. since you left.
I know that  if you have a choice, you would not.
but, somehow,
things will not always go our way, right? 

I wonder how are you doing now.

FOR ME,
I'd been doing great :)
Surgery sucks, but I can feel you're there to protect me :)
Life had been somewhat complicated but no worries,

I'M HAPPY! :) 

But.... 

Do you know every time I saw fruits I will think of you?
How funny is that when things are so easy to get,
you take it for granted. 

I did. 

Now, whenever I have to buy my own fruits, I just feel like crying.

You used to cut fruits for me & I'll be like.
I. DON'T. WANT.

I want it now. Can I? 

Guess not. 







Dad, I miss you.

I miss the footsteps I always hear whenever you climb the stairs.
I miss the way you call me whenever you reach home.
I miss the half boiled eggs you crack for me.
I miss the tea you make.
I miss the french toast you make.
I miss everything about you.

Can you come back, please? ):