I envy people who has a relation with their dad , the one where dad hears about your day , where he knows what you enjoy , where he listen to you when nobody does , where car rides aren’t silent , where you are not scared of dad , where the affection isn’t only shown when drunk , where you don’t feel like a stranger, where you don’t hesitate to hug him , where he remembers your age , where you don’t think before answering questions about me , will I ever be like that with him and what if someday someone ask me about the memory of my dad will I be able to answer it well?

















