23 October 2013

22 Years

22 years and my life is still. I have promised myself not to write too much personal stuff but here I am remembering you again. Honestly, I have almost forgotten but someone reminded me. I miss your young and beautiful face. I will never see you grow old but in a way that is a good thing.

I am not sure what else to speak of. For sure I am in a much better place now since I last wrote about this day and I know you are happy about it. I hope to visit you where you have been lying since I was 8. But I know you've always been around in the breeze that blows on my face or even in the water when I don't get to breathe at all.

You are lucky for being the love of someone's life. I miss you, Dad.

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