My Dad

I miss you dad so much
I miss how you saw me and how you treated me...
I miss your encouragement to every tiny move i make..
i miss how you used to meet all my idiot remarks or simple comments with much appreciation.
I miss your understanding and that no matter i got myself into wrongs you never made me feel like a discard or outcast. you always embraced me with all the love.

I never really realized how much you stood for me except when you are gone.

I miss the way you saw things, you had this pure and innocent look to all the world....You used to see the good in everything you deal with, despite of all the difficulties and hardships you went through, and despite of the uneasy life you were living.

I miss when you use to admire dramatically all the things i love; you were giving me the feeling that you were almost worshipping them. And your words about them was always a bliss to me. you always knew what i need to hear and you were saying it...

Talking to you was the most precious thing you had ever given me.
i will keep talking to you because i know you can hear me still.