BREVIS TABULATORUM: A Compilation of Short Stories and Others.

Father's Day.

I hated this day with all my heart.

But a glimpse of me still loves it.

No, I do not send out wishes,

To my father.

A figure who is of utmost importance to me.

Some daughters would say fathers are our first love.

Or, first heartbreak.

An angry daughter's feeling.

Feeling jealous of how other fathers treat their daughters,

Wishing that it was them.

For a moment,

I was my father's daughter.

And then,

It vanished.

He was like a stranger to me.

But, I was happy while it lasted.