I was a father.
I thought, "Let go."
Is to let him go live his life for good.
I may have looked too strict in the past.
Because he wants him to be strong enough to stand on his own.
But really put it in.
I never wanted him to stand alone.
Some days I just look at the view.
And I thought... if he was still here,
What would he say? What would he complain? What kind of laugh would he laugh?
I don't know if he still misses me.
But I remember all his little details.
Even the story that promised
Will take to travel
Now it's still in my heart.
Like an unorganized bag.
Finally,
I don't want to go back.
Just want him to know
No matter how far away he is,
I still want to see him.
In my life... in a way that he is comfortable with.
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Some relationships don't end.
It just changes roles.
From "people who have been together."
It's "people who still miss each other away."
Always miss
From a father

















































































