rase nak balik kampung, nk p tgk arwah abah.I mean his graveyard.

lately, I've been missing him badly..

the other day while walking at laluan farmasi, there's one Pak Cik wearing kopiah and I swore that I've been staring at him. sorry pak cik!

but yes, I do missed him. badly.

and when I saw old couples walk together, it hits me..

you tend to make your life busier, pretend that everything is going down smoothly,

you find distractions with daily life.

but always in your own, loneliest times,

at night, before you close your eyes,

when you saw the pictures, on your table,

when you want to send text messages to people and saw Abah in your contact lists,

when you see families eating together at restaurants,

a father kissing his daughter/sons,

when you looking through all the best wishes and good lucks in your inbox and there's none that reads from Abah..

it hits me that,

not forgetting him is easy,

but there's always subtle aches to my heart,

and secret tears still flows without reasons,

what it meant to lose you. no one will ever know..

Al-Fatihah.