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Goodbye Dad!

I bet for everything if anyone who lose a dad will be really sad. Even after it has passed about 3 months ago but the scar is still hurting my heart. Losing him feels like there's a thorn that wouldn't stop to pierced me. Back when he was still alive beside me, may I have to say that he was really too much. He got his anger in every mistake that I did. Mocking me when I talked that I can't. I thought that he was doing it without any reasons. But the time when I was holding while he was dying, I knew that everything he did to me is for teach me being better and more better. I should've blame on elders for their sight that any humans will feel guilty after.

What is so hard to release him is because I haven't been success. Nope. Maybe when I was hurting him with my behaviors and can't make him see the change which I'm trying now.

He gives me a special duty. The only one that needs a hard work to do. Being like him as a dad for 3 women. Mom, and 2 older sisters. I gotta try hard to be wind that will blow their tears when drop. I'd be like you, dad. Although I just can see you as a stone on a grave, but your spirit won't ever lose at my deepest heart. Promise.

I won't ever cross my finger. Again like the day you were alive.
Goodbye, dad.

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