2011-09-08

A Year

Eve, frankly saying I don't wish the day to come. Its been a year, a year that you've been away from home. Some commented the time had passed so fast that it seems to feel like everything had happened in just a few months back. None of us in the house feels good about your absence. Still remembered how I disliked you to come home in the middle of the night drunk, wishing that you could never come back so that the house could have a peaceful night. But after you left, I tend to stay awake in the middle of the night hoping that you would come home, comes in to my room and kiss me good night on my forehead and tuck me to bed. I used to have a big tree that would shelter me no matter what had happened. I get whatever I asked for I was never bullied by anyone, not even being wronged by any other one before. Yes, thou you used to beat me up, I hated you a lot of being a drunkard, but how much you've doted and cared for me, I know it better than anyone else. Whenever we go for dinner together these few years after I've turned into a teen, half of the whole table dishes that night would be my favorite. When I wanted a bag for school, just a phone call to you and there the bag I wanted is mine.
When you're not around, I had lost the only one that would asked me what happens whenever he senses that I'm unhappy. I had no one to make sure that I would never be bullied by anyone anymore. I'm alone, couldn't throw anymore tantrums to anyone else. Still remembered there was a period after you left, I cried every meals I had at S-11 because I'm too used to see you there whenever there, but realized you will never be there anymore. When nights falls, the house would be filled w weeping because mummy couldn't get over w the fact that you're no longer w us.
Tears flowing down as I typed, expressing myself ain't getting any way better ... I still couldn't accept that fact that you had left I hate the fact that everyone expects me to accept this fact I just don't want to accept it.

I just want you back, if ever one day God would to asked what I wished I could have, at least be back for now, not so soon. Cause I always expected you to be there for me when I gets married. In just less than 10 years time, why couldn't you stay? Why did you left with a tear flowing down your cheek when you heard I'm calling you?