Somewhere in time

Shedding tears for you, I miss you.

This has been the theme of my life -- important people leaving, then me having to toughen up my heart so as not to feel sorry for myself or feel a dent inside. When I was a kid I had once wondered if you care for me or love me but now I know you do. Although you seldom show me affection (because you might not be that type of person. We are similar that way). Although during my childhood you were far, far away for a longer time than you were here. Although there are some very basic father-daughter things that I'll probably never be able to experience.

I seldom cried about you when I was a kid, but now, there's a moment of longing that envelops me each time I think about you. I cry each time l wonder where you are, how you've been, if our lack of adequate bonding for the time being affects you as much as I hope it does.

Such is the theme of my life -- quite sad if you ask me. If there's any consolation, well there are hundreds of thousands of my fellowmen who may be experiencing something quite similar to something brewing here inside for a long, long time -- even my entire lifetime, maybe.

I wonder how it will be somewhere in time, in a far, far place filled with happiness and simplicity.

There need not be flashy cars, big houses nor grand entrances. Enjoy the simple pleasures of life. It's what you taught me.

We can be happy together. We can be enough for one another.