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dear anshika,
don't get me wrong, i love you but i hate you for saving him. why do you had to save father on the cost of your own life?
he was nobody to you but you still bloody saved him. i hate when he's around. the look in his eyes as if he's sorry for me, guilty that i lost you, it kills me from inside. he has no right to feel guilty or sorry. he was a culprit and will always be.
it's actually funny how i can picture you rolling your eyes on how i'm going off on my father. bonus, you aren't going to read this ever.
but if you're watching me from heaven above, smiling at me with that adoration and grumpiness in your eyes, i wanna tell you how much i miss you.
do you remember that time when you wrote down letters to your father cause you missed him and i made fun of how silly it was ; i realized it ain't silly anymore. it brings peace and calms the storm brewing inside my heart, bending and twisting it until it leaves my heart wounded.
