Saturday, September 12, 2015

That Picture

For August 11, 2015


As I stared at the photo, past memories came rushing back in my mind. Those memories would remind me how me and my family were happy together. And the picture above somehow made me smile because this was during my graduation.  Though, during that time my family was not already in good terms, I was still glad that both of them were there. This was indeed a picture of a happy memory. However, I feel really sad and tears somehow started to blur my sight. Why? It is for the fact that I missed them both. I missed my father. I missed my mother. I missed how my mother would take care of me. I missed the food that my father usually cooks for me. I missed our bonding together. I missed their hugs and kisses. I miss every single thing we do. I just missed them both. Because right now, I'm like living alone, no, not living alone but feeling alone. Both my father and my father already have a family of their own, they still support me, give me everything that I need but it was different, totally different. I feel sad, but I know that I have to accept the fact that those moments we shared will never happen again. 

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