around this time of the year, it's been about 15 years since father left. and ever since, never has there been a day that i didn't think about him.
with the graduation coming up, i just wish that he can be here...
to say the words that i'm dying to hear.
to hear him say that "i'm proud of you, son" means everything to me.
i want him to be happy.
i want to do him justice.
he is such a respectable & honourable man.
and i want to emulate that as much as i can.
i want to hold his hand
i want him to pat my back
and say that i lived to his expectations
i want him to be there
to share my moments of joy and happiness
and when i'm sad and need a shoulder to cry on
i want him to say that everything is going to be ok
and protect me from the big bad world
like he used to when i was younger..
and i want to pay him back
for the great things that he had done
to take care of him
the way he has taken care of me
with undying love and patience...
ayah.. i miss u and i will always do. Al fatihah
