sigh.
its been a long time, but i really can't stop tearing when i think about dad going for the open heart op and going thru all that pain.. >__<
well, at the very least, the only consolation i have is that he'll get better after the op, but i'll never stop feeling the heartache when i see his scar across his chest..it'll be a reminder to me of how much i owe my comfortable life to him and how he traded his life just to give me all the things i've taken for granted in mine.
learning through life's potholes
i'm not done with you, so don't you dare leave.
i hate owing things to people, and you're the one person i owe the world to.
so i say again:
don't leave us yet, cause its just about my turn to return your favours.
you still have many dreams to fulfil, so let me be the one carrying the burden now.
i might chide and i might argue, for i do not see eye to eye,
but that doesn't mean that i dont care, once we reach the end of time.
so don't you dare, i'm begging you.
just take a step back, and smell the flowers.
for this day might be your first time, and i'm pretty sure you'll love it like i always do.
get well soon, dad.
learning through life's potholes