Wednesday, April 13, 2011-
8:39 PM
Silence kept us connected
In a way that words never could
My dad made me realised how self-centered I've been. He came into my room to talked to me and I noticed this plaster on his arm so I asked if he went to donate blood. He said he went to the A&E this morning because he thought he had a heart-attack last night. At that split second, my heart stopped beating. Scenarios of losing him started flasing into my mind. What if he's gone one day, what would I do. He isn't a christian now so he can't just leave like that. And as I reflected, there's just too many regrets if he's gone like that. I hadn't spent much time with him lately. I felt like I'm just spending too much time with my friends, neglecting my family. My heart aches when I realised he spent his whole night clutching his heart enduring the pain, not even wanting to wake me up. Can't believe I'm crying as I'm typing this. God, please don't ever take my dad away from me.
Once, he was my heart
Should have loved while it lasted
