A day to remember you or miss you. Your absence has become a habit or phenomenon. Growing up within the days when you were not around, your being was only a frame not moments or memories...
I have always craved to meet you. Talk to you and count the change of your facial expressions. How you smile? How you express anger? What is it like to be loved by you dad? How would you have scolded me? This all will remain unknown...forever.
I have always craved to meet you. Talk to you and count the change of your facial expressions. How you smile? How you express anger? What is it like to be loved by you dad? How would you have scolded me? This all will remain unknown...forever.
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