White snow everywhere. I was cold.
The daylight didn't hit to the wondow. Tears slid down my cheeks and i covered my face with my hands. I wished i could've desappear. Dad sat on the other side of the table and said that he never wanted to things go this way, but he just had to leave us. I couln't stop crying, even though i tried hard. I haven't been able so show almost any kind of feelings towards my father, and untill this i haven't cried in front of him in more than 12 years. Time has gone past us and we have lost touch. We can't see each other through to fog.
I would've wanned to tell him how much i really miss him, but i did't now how.