As I look back and try to remember him , I cant.
He seems like a hazy  and vague dream.
All I want is for him to come back.
For him to leave his first love.
And come and rescue his second love.
Im that. Im the second love.
Or maybe im the first. Doesnt matter.
He isnt here. That is all that i see.
Who would have thought i would become exactly like him.
Despite of trying so hard not to.
Mom always said , " You are just like your father" .
And I always reminded myself ,
Not to become like my father.
But i did. I am exactly like my father.
But now im so proud about it.
Because everytime my life comes crashing down on me, he is the only person who rescues me.
And the only person who can.
I love you papa. I miss you papa.
Cant stay without you.
Waiting to see you. 2 months remaining.
Always and forever, daddy's girl.