January, 23rd 2012

January, 23rd 2012. I've lost a little piece of me and found myself whole with you. Its not about just one thing, but the whole thing. Missing the person, who really really really I loved. In your presence that was absent. He has gone, for a long time, and wondering to go to Heaven. 

Everyone have those moments.  
All men fear death. It's a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven't loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same.
Come to pass, ya, its you. 

Endings always come too fast. They come too fast. And they pass too slow.

You just said that you'll back to this town, put some "misses" things and blew it with your dearest daughter.. May, ya.. That's your promise. In reality, you bring it up to your "100 days" . Don't you remember?


I used to go out with you for the sake of going out with you. Now it's different. Now I look forward to seeing you. I can't feel you, or touched up by your voice on the telephone. :( how I miss you, dad... How I miss you. 


There's no goodbye in a single way, right? I know you are happy there... 
I miss you.