Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Seven years, to the day, since my father passed away. And it still feels raw, the wound, still bleeds stifled tears and chokes me every time, all the time I want to hug him. That warm papabear hug which could always/never save me.

3 Comments:

Blogger Roshni said...

I am sorry... I guess it never gets better. I'll ask my Papa to look after yours ..and I'll pray for fortitude for all of us.

Sun Sep 08, 08:24:00 PM GMT+5  
Blogger kAy said...

Ah. My birth day.
Wonder why I found my way here after so many months.

Sun Oct 20, 05:03:00 PM GMT+5  
Blogger BeKn|GhTeD said...

Old habits die hard.

Thu Oct 24, 11:54:00 AM GMT+5  

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