
When you hold one's hand, it becomes even more parallel to your size.
When you walk with him, he's quietly limping and denying the pain.
When he frowns, you see the lines on his forehead is increasing.
Don't you feel, he's getting older day by day?
I feel it.
I am proud to say for these 21 years, I never let go off his hand.
I always hold his hand tight and squeeze a little between the palms
while we walking along ♥

Just sometimes, I am too stubborn.
I know I wanted to be freed, but just ONE thing always pull me back.
The fear of losing him and I wasn't by his side.
He is the one works so hard that I barely see him for a few months.
He is the one who always tries to protect me so hard from any bad.
He is the one who cares me everyday
-remind me to eat proper, drink tonnes
-always train me to be a good future wife
- breakfast is always ready for me during holidays
-back home as early before 9 curfew
Dad told me,
A guy that loves you
would treat you as how he want his daughter to be treated :)
He is the one who always give me the best he could.
Thank you dad for everything you give me.
The promise we made, I would not forget ;)
I know I am a very bad daughter :(
But still, Father's Day to the Father in heaven
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Thank you for the comment, sorry it took so long for me to reply! This was a lovely post. I like your blog :)
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