Well, I try to put that away. And thanks to TEO CHOW SIUNG, he was there and I tried to put my focus on him. And thanks to myself, because I listen to Daddy Lee, then I further my study, and there I am, focusing on the lecturer, so I won't think about those hurtful things that happened, behind my back.
Then come this, Father's Day.

I never celebrate Father's Day, in my life. My dad passed away when I was seven. I never know what it would be like, if he is here now.
Those friends posted greetings for their dearest father. I wonder how they feel. Well...I know how they feel. I know the love is hard to described. How to put it into words?
I love my dad too. Even though I don't know him much. I damn know and damn sure I love him, even though he's no longer here.

Then I posted for Daddy Lee. He's not my dad. We called it "Godfather". Well, I called him "Godfather". I can't remember why it turn into this way. But I shared my problems with him, not just problems, more than that. I told him a lot of things, I don't know why I did it. I just did. And he treats me like one of his daughter. He cares, I know. He helps. Advises and laugh with me. We talks, like friends, like boss to employee, like father and daughter, like silly people. It just happen, and I accept.
But still, something is missing. Maybe is because he's not my real dad. Something is....different.
Happy Father's day. To every daddy in the world. To dad. To Daddy Lee.
I wonder what does it feel, if dad is here?


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