Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Missing You

Dear Papa,

It's been a week since we buried you. It's been a week since I stopped crying, instead I just feel numb inside. Nothing in the world will be able to move my heart, except for the memories of you. There are many silent moments when I think of you and your antics. This is still like a dream I am hoping I am going to wake up soon.

Tonight, I am missing you so much, I cried in the corner of a room. Everyone in this house has been too tough. Is it merely on the outside, aren't we all broken inside?

So here, I'm writing this. It's been therapeutic at best.



Dodol Surodol said...

Eh? Turut berduka banget.

nadia said...

kinda hon, i teared up a bit when i read this....