Dear Father
Saturday, June 26, 2010 11:19:48 PM
I had to write 'a letter to your father' in many occasions. In exams, in class works or homeworks. But this is my first letter that is actually meant for u. And probably the last one too. Life has been really hard these days. And the summer isn't really kind to me. I had always wondered how it would be staying away from the family. It always sounded like so much fun to me. You know being the king of your own world. Do what you want to do, do how you want to do it. But in my experience, it isn't really that much of a fun. It is very much hard actually to be true. Being under the care of the family is a wonderful privilege that everybody can't enjoy. I have been very lucky throughout my life that i had the chance to live with my family, to live with you. Since my birth you have given me so much love and so much care that i never had the chance to complain about anything. You have done so much for all of us. You have worked hard to make sure my every little need. You have sacrificed a lot for me, for us. You have taught me a lot abt life. When i fell you were always there to pick me up, to hold my hand and guide me home. You were the very thread of light in my solitary dark corridor, the white hope in black despair. Growing up under your shadow is something that i would always cherish. I know i am probably not a good son. I know i could have been much much better. Or even if i try to restore the peace now would tht work out? I had wondered that a lot of times though. You know i never really had a chance to give you thanks. I never had a chance to give you a warm hug. Or i never had the opportunity to tell you how much i love you. And its a pity that im not going to post this letter. You know life without you isn't the same anymore. Its a very cold world out there. And you aren't here to comfort me anymore. I miss you very much, we miss you very much. And we will always miss you. I love you father. Your spirit is my strength. May your soul rest in peace.
From
Your grateful son

actualy not tht long..bt stil i feel tht i havnt gone for a long tym :s wat to do? this atmosphere..ppl..their elusive nature..this sickness..its killing me 












