So Close Yet So Far
Sometimes i call him Papa..sometimes Dad..MOST of the time? Daddy with the childish intonation..haha.. i remember the times when he would cooked us awesome food and let me get the credit..hehe..silliy him.. If i’m asked to write down what are the things i miss about him,i might not be able to do so now..but i know there are tons of sweet memories of him..i just can’t recall much now.. Growing up without much of him by my side really is something. I no longer know him. Not like I used to.. I’m sorry…
