The days passed by slowly and the nights were even slower. It felt as if 24 hours had become 24 years ,but for some reason,a second never passed by without me thinking about you, wanting to see you, wanting to touch you.
As I sit alone in my room, looking out the window and taking a puff from my cigarette,I count the number of twinkling stars in the dark night sky.
I wonder if you remember how we used to gaze the same twinkling stars together,with your lips on my hair and feet tangled together.
I rest my head on the head rest of my chair and throw the last bits of the cigarette out the window. I let my hair loose from the bun I had tied ,my grey hair locks falling over my shoulder like a warm shawl.
You used to love playing with my long,black hair on mornings and at night,after I had already drifted off to sleep.
I remember how we used to help each other find strands of grey hair and color them black during Sundays.
I find myself smiling as I remember those beautiful memories, wishing desperately for those times to come back.
Suddenly,I hear a knock on the door and a smiling face appears from it,which immediately changes into a serious one upon seeing me.
I feel like giggling while looking at the way the change of expression on her face takes place. It looks like your change in expression when you saw me doing something you disapproved of.
She comes and sits beside me, sighing sadly. She resembles you even when she sighs through her nose and runs her fingers through the thick ,black hair., daddy's little girl she truly is.
I remember how she used to get irritated as a child when you teased her about how much she resembled me and no t you,I wish you could see how wrong you were.
"Missing dad again,ma?" She asks, resting her head on my shoulder.
I look at her for a second and then at the picture frame kept on the chest of drawers behind her.
Your picture stands there, smiling brightly, neatly combed hair and a shine in the eyes.
Our daughter not only looks like you,she had the same aura around her as you did.
I shake my head at her and smile. She looks at the sky and says ,"He misses us,too"
I frowned and ask," How do you know?"
"He said when he dies,he wouldn't become another star in the sky,he said he'd become the sky itself" is all that she says.
I look out the window ,at the sky as cool breeze blows. And I smile,eyes brimming with tears and say,"He does miss you a lot"
************************************
New style of writing an imagine. Hope it's not very bad.
This one is for ShinJiKai. Love ya bitch and you have to like this imagine since I cried writing it😭
Some requests are appreciated.
XOXO
