Without a trace of one by one
Where did you leave in a hurry?
- The visitor, IU
It was the first time that I had celebrated my birthday without him.
I remember quite painfully how my eyes turned red when I saw memories of us on my Facebook page, the familiar boisterous voice that he used when he sang me happy birthday, and the birthday cake that he used to buy at Goldilocks.
It was sad. No author, songwriter, and poet could describe the sadness that lingers in my mind and the painful tug of my heart whenever I remember him.
I wish he could see me laughing now, maybe he would laugh with that ridiculous loud voice of his or cackle in laughter as I used his dad jokes. Maybe he could send me a signal that he is indeed watching me, a dream, a butterfly, or whatever, just to feel his presence again.
I wanted to thank him for the birthdays that he successfully attended and made special.
I wanted to say I love you for being the best father, no matter the circumstances and flaws he has as a human being.
Lastly, I wanted to tell him how much I miss him and that I would always remember him.
Thank you for everything and I love you, dad.
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