When I was a child, my father used to bring me with him. We were tied up together anytime and everywhere. I am his princess and he was my Knight. I am the good daughter and he was my beloved father.
I was raised in the world where my father taught me the beauty of love and faith. The genuine heart of people and the innocence of the children.
I always look at things with kindness and love. But as I grow older, my world became black and white. Not
always in the side of good things. There's always the good and the bad. And I was unfortunately dwelled more at the latter.It was the longest time in my life to get fixed. It took me years to have finally understood the written scenarios
in my life that I wasn't prepared to face. But now, as I will end this chapter soon and will jump to another, I can finally say that I did it.And without my father's love, I will forget to conquer everything. I will always love him.
For I am always his favorite daughter and he will
always be my ever-loving father.
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Bookworm's Heart (#3 HL:A)
PoesíaMy thoughts, books, and the magic they bring. Started: July 20, 2024 Finished: September 30, 2024 #3 poetrycollection #6 prose