Sabtu, 07 Februari 2015

Papa.. 138

Dear papa..
It's been 138 days since you passed away. Almost valentine's day and I just realize now, we never saying 'I love you'to each other. Ever. We both are toughed head and never in the world we would say something choosy like that to each other (like father like daughter huh, pap?) But we see things in the same perspective, we are critical thinkers, we hate fake people, we always say what we have in mind whether people like it or not, we always honest even if it might hurts somebody cause for us there is no white lies, we would never take 'no' for an answer, we think alike, we like the same things, we stand for what we believed in, we both independent, we struggle in similar ways, we even fight side by side.
Thats how we say our 'I love you'. And I thank you for that. It will be awkward if we had to say it literally, right?

By now, I know when u see me, you see no passage of time. I will always be your baby girl. In your eyes i'm just a girl playing dress up, a girl running around and have no clues what she is doing, a girl who think she's a grown up lady. Thanks pa, I do want you to still think that i'm your little girl so that you can still carry me. Maybe not in your arms but in your heart.

Love and miss you old man.