THE UNHEALING PAIN (I can't move on)

When I was eleven years old I lost my father. It’s the day that I will never forget. It was three days after our recognition day in our school. I remember the memories we have shared during the birthday celebration,Christmas and New Year.

When I got to the washing area near our house, I took my seat like normal and find myself silent. It was a very bad news from my aunt that my father was dead because of an accident happen. So I suddenly got up and ran out to the house of my grandmother.While I'm on my way, I just keep on asking my self why my father who give me all the best,who turns sadness into joy and who cares for me when I'm sick.I can’t stop my eyes crying that time. I could believe in this, It makes me crazy I don’t know what am I going to do. I can’t hardly breathing thinking how could that happen to my father , how about my younger brother he’s still 2 months so he can’t see my father. It is hard to accept, it hurts me too much and I don’t think if I can move on because this is the healing pain in my whole life.



Losing my father is really rough on me but I have learned to be happy for him,For being best father , for the best adviser and a great protector to me.It hurts that you are not here anymore but I can’t help but smile with tears in my eyes to think how we cherished each and every moment lives together when you were alive. After losing him I learn and became a stronger person to face all the battles on my hands putting my armor down. Death is one of life’s bitter truths and there is no point in being in denial. Let my heart cry out loud and shout for him to give release to my soul.This is the only way I can truly move on and accept the reality.

Just one last chance, I wish I could get to hug you. Then I would hold you tight and never let go.

I really miss you.