Life Without Dad

Never could imagine in my life that I will not be able to see the face and hear the voice of my father. The day every body wakes up with a
smile on their face welcoming their valentine, I will be woken up by the dreams as my sister told it will haunt for the rest of my life.
Hearing the words by the well wishers and friends "Life has to go on", "Every thing will be alright" those hurt me a lot not because
life has to move on or all izz well but with each and every present moment becoming the past, my heart sinks to believe that
I have moved far away from my father and I had to live like that. Keeping that fake smile on the face and saying
I am doing fine is more hell than living it. Still haunted by the dreams of my father dying infront of my eyes and the those sleepless nights
tears falling down the cheeks resting on my blanket making it wet, I always tell myself enough has happened and nothing more worse can happen to us.

Lakki