Saturday, July 1, 2006

his blood runs through my instrument

then, June 2006 would be my unforgettable days of my life. not because of the hotel experience but because of my tatay. i missed my tatay so much. as i type this, im like a boy writing a letter in tears.

i never knew that my goodbyes before leaving to subic was the last time i would hear my tatay say, "Ingat ka, anak. Pasalubong ha!". i missed his smiles, the way he stood, his music, his jokes, his stare and the family factor, SILENT but DEADLY charisma, ehem.

i just like to say to my father... "Tay! salamat sa lahat, miss kita".

nakakaiyak, yoko ng pahabain pa.

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"I thank you for the music
And your stories of the road
I thank you for the freedom
When it came my time to go --
I thank you for the kindness
And the times when you got tough
And, pap, I dont think i
Said i love you near enough --"
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http://stephentequila.blogspot.com/2005/05/alchemist.html

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this post is for my father, who taught me deal big things SILENTLY.

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