July.
A memorial month.
It remind me of the day I was born.
And the day I lost my loved one.
It’s ironic isn’t?
A year has passed,
But you never leave dad.
I pray for you in my prayer,
I cry thinking of you each night.
Let’s hope I don’t have to go thru this pain again.
Let me live.
Let me breath.
I’m suffocate.
It’s painful to pretend everything is fine,
Like I’m healing and happy when the truth was
Far more worst than a bad news..
So fuck you July.
You suck!
Let’s just skip this month and fast forward to August.
Shall we?
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