Letter to Heaven

Dear,heaven...

Today, it's been 3 years since you're gone.

 3 years. I still feel you’re here. I (choose to) believe that you’re still here.

And I still miss you every day.

Life is so hard since you’re gone.

I don’t like F1 like I used to be. I don’t like to watch football match anymore.

And I still met few (not good) men.

To find a man like you was so hard,Dad.

I haven’t met him yet.

WHY?It has to be that hard,Dad?

I don’t even know what love is.

Sometimes I refuse to believe there’s still love around me.

Sometimes I feel like I have (no) love..

There’s one question I really want to ask,dad:

“Have I ever make you proud?”

Having a brother and sister like them was so hard.

They’re great.

They have a great job, have a great education, have a great life.

Me?

I’m just no one. People only want to talk with them,not me.

Like I was invisible to them.

“Have I ever make you proud?”

I’m trying to be everyday,Dad.

Just give me a time.

Trust me I did my best.

Sorry, if I never make you proud.

Sorry, for sometimes I’ve been so weak.

I promise to be stronger, but please always beside me even when the dark cloud is around me.

I hope  you can give me your answer.

I know you can read my letter.

I know you’re happy up there.

But,yeah..I will be a daddy’s apple

No matter how old I am.

No matter how big I am.

I still miss you.

I just wanna hugs you tonight.Once again