Because remembering him is easy, I do it everyday. But there is an ache within my heart that will never go away.”

   

That the heart is treacherous is true. You wake up and think you’d forgotten the pain. You go about your daily routine not thinking of him but you do, even for a second you do. You remember; the loss, the pain even after years of him leaving. Because, today I did not only shed a tear, I cried a lot remembering my dad.

Sing me a song again, Daddy
Sing me a happy verse.
Teach me those clever lines you sang
As you carried me on your shoulders.

A song that I would perhaps remember him by. I don’t know for how long. Maybe until the time that he sings to me again.