Three am and wide awake
Thinking of you
Again.
Your laugh and your jokes
I missed.
The memories of you and me,
Reading the magazines when I was 6.
In the market we rented a seat,
Whilst enjoying our routine each summer break.
I wish time will take me back when you’re still with me,
Because life is hard when you left me with good memories.
I wish you’ll accept my apology,
For everything I have not done to keep you with me.
I love you papa. I miss you.


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