He sneaked into my heart in a beat.
He was the first one my eyes adjusted to.
He was the first who nourished me,who believed in me,who held me up to the sky,who lowered me laughing at how I weighed a feather.
He was my mentor,my teacher and never to forget,my hero.
To him,I was his ticklish little princess.
To me,he was my everything.
How much do I miss him showering me with kisses.
How much do I miss him sitting me on his lap.
How much do I miss him enriching my knowledge with everything he got.
How much do I miss him fighting with all his might to see me smile.
All are painful memories now,of a past haunting me with his caring face as if I am not fed up.
As if my heart isn't aching everyday to glimse him for a second.A second will do enough.
As if my chest does not tighten everytime his memories lurk at the back of my mind.
In every breath I can feel the painful moan my chest gives as if too hurt,too tired to rise and fall down again.
I am left with evaporated memories,with a rainfall of tears shed every now and then,with his ghost haunting me everywhere..
But I am not left with him.
Tell me dad where are you?Don't you miss your only princess huh?
How can I tell where are you when I myself do not know where am I?
