At the corner of my heart, I remember I loved him very much. Though the memories of him have become blurred, I know we were close and we had a very good time together. I know he was tall because I remember I had to look up to have a look at his face. I know he was brawny because I remember being lifted up in his arms without any effort. I know he loved me because I could still remember his big bright smile whenever I was around, and of course the warmth whenever he hugged me and kissed me.
Though he was always the first one to give in to my spoiled-self, I remember being scolded for being too bad. He held me when I was scared at night. He did silly dances when I was sad. And he protected me with all his might at all times.
Though I only spent 4 years with him, he was the best father in the world.... because I just know.
Happy Father's Day to you all.
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Sleepless Dawns
RandomThis story contains individual 3am thoughts on life and some random short stories written on sleepless nights.
