His dark hair is longer than before... He looks more responsible than the crazy man I always met. I rarely saw him in the day time, he mostly came at night. So it’s difficult to even remember exactly how he looks like.
“Mae” he called out to me when I was still in a daze, still trying to grasp the fact that the man who stands before me is my father “It’s been a while since I last saw you”
His words had dug out, faster than anything I could imagine, a pitiful flashback. It instantly pricked my insides, made me feel like I had difficulty in breathing.
I wanted it to be more than a while!.. A century if possible, anything that includes a grave for either one of us before I could look at you.
I no longer stooped when he slowly made his way to my direction. If I could hear his voice, if I
