I miss the old times...
When I was primary 1 I remember mum always went to work at 6am and every morning I would creep up into dad's bed and sleep beside him. If I wasnt able to wake up, dad would carry me to sleep beside him. I like dad's bed cause its huge and comfortable. I would hold his arm when I sleep. I would grab his arm even if he was facing the other way haha. Then in the afternoon he would prepare me peanut butter jelly sandwich and send me right to the school gate before going off to work.
Then when I was in primary 3, slowly I refuse to sleep beside dad and I would be mad if he ever tried to carry me over. I ask him to only send me to the bridge which was quite a distance from school. Slowly Im pushing him away. Now me and dad isnt close and we hardly talk. He gets mad over trivial matters. The only time we sit together and talk is when we are watching soccer but the things we talk about is just purely soccer. Other than that, we are busy doing our own things
I miss the time when he still care and show his concern. Dad is so different now.
I just want dad to know how much
i love him...
When I was primary 1 I remember mum always went to work at 6am and every morning I would creep up into dad's bed and sleep beside him. If I wasnt able to wake up, dad would carry me to sleep beside him. I like dad's bed cause its huge and comfortable. I would hold his arm when I sleep. I would grab his arm even if he was facing the other way haha. Then in the afternoon he would prepare me peanut butter jelly sandwich and send me right to the school gate before going off to work.
Then when I was in primary 3, slowly I refuse to sleep beside dad and I would be mad if he ever tried to carry me over. I ask him to only send me to the bridge which was quite a distance from school. Slowly Im pushing him away. Now me and dad isnt close and we hardly talk. He gets mad over trivial matters. The only time we sit together and talk is when we are watching soccer but the things we talk about is just purely soccer. Other than that, we are busy doing our own things
I miss the time when he still care and show his concern. Dad is so different now.
I just want dad to know how much
i love him...