49

Another 10th of June.


I really have nothing to write, I just wanna make it formal and official, that my dad is turning 49 today. I love him,
his sudden turnaway,
his warmth,
his strength,
his passion,
his dreams,
his restless behaviour,
his love,
his lectures,
his figure,
his work,
his spirit,
his hug,
his hopes,
his everything.

I love him, I love his everything, no matter what.

And then I cried, I missed him. Not yet make him proud, not yet make him satisfied of anything of me.


Then I cried, reminiscing how lovely and string he is, then I just cried.
He's the man that I love the most.


10 June 2011, my dad's turning 49.