He is everything to me,
He loves me so much,
But why he is afraid to express it.

I love him when he cares and judge my intellectual,
But why my words are not enough to win him when I do debate with him.

We squabble many times,
We don't debate anymore,
He refused to be my father anymore,
Because he afraid that I am no more his little girl.

I forget many times that He is getting old,
Learning bicycle with him was my evergreen memoir,
But now he left me by myself to decide what is wrong and what is right.

I am helping myself coping with this new gene,
But I need him to help me while I can't find the way,
Being with me side by side.


© Sara M.