Aug 13, 2009 01:31
Things work the way which I have wanted and never have been better.
I was at home for the whole week.
Emotionally, I hope that he will be around yet logically I know I will have to say my goodbye.
Just as my grandma, I was the one who discovered that my dad was gone.
He was gone and will never be back again.
I know that he had a lot to say and yet cannot longer speak.
I feel that deep in my heart I know what he wanted to say.
In fact, my auntie knows too.
I did told him late in the night that I will take good care of mum and asked him not to be worried.
Not a single drop of tear drip down same as during my grandma's time.
I do not care what others think of me.
Cos they are not me.
I hated movie that make me cry even when in real life I don't cry over such matter.
I feel stupid to be crying over my grades when I am schooling.
I make use of crying to hide myself.
With his demise, a part of me is gone as well.
I find that I no longer so bothered by things that are going around the world anymore.
I no longer react emotionally and cry over the things happening around.
In fact, I just feel, heck care what is going to happen to this world.
Maybe sometimes later, I may regain the part of me that is gone. Maybe.
But currently the only thing that I wanted to say is
'Dad leave in peace.'