And i leave before as long as i will.

Let me hear you call my name.

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Always at the limits in th midst of everything.
I love to express what I feel or share any post that i find it relevant.
So, it's quite boring.
Sorry, i just don't live to please anyone.

You know you love me, too.
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For my dad who will never read this.
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
20 years of living,
Nothing hurts more than the lack of attention.
Maybe the only thing I would only do was to wait for you to reach home safely.
Neither did i ever heard you asking how am I, nor, did you witness your own daughter birth.
Conversing within one another? We did, but not on daily basis.
Maybe that's the reason why I'm a person that who always need someones' presence,
because you're always not there.
I'm the only one among your others who'll cuddle in your arm,
waits for you to step in home till late at night from you work,
Purposely went out of my room just to check if you fall asleep on the sofa,
Who will always yells whenever you reached home and,
the only one that clings on you 24/7 whenever we went out.
Maybe that's why I don't bother looking in others when the one I had was with me.
Maybe that's why writting or typing is the only way because I don't speak.
Maybe that's why the slightest time that involves distant... Kills me.
And those who leaves, destroys me.
I don't know.
Maybe that made me the person I am now too.
Nonetheless, I can't blame you.
You pampered us with the things we wanted but not with time we needed.
You are my dad, my workaholic dad,
I love you.

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