my father.

no i haven't mentioned him in any of my posts. infact i don't mention him much with anyone for that matter. i was thinking abt him yesterday though. there was this part of me that missed him. i'm trying to recall all the good things about him and i plan to keep it that way. it's so wierd knowing i have a dad and yet i feel no connection to him when we're face to face. it's just this bunch of butterflies in my stomach that tells me yeh.. he's ur dad.

one memory sticks with me till today though. the day i asked him why he called me his diamond. i remembered him looking at me and smiling. then he said cos diamonds are forever.

but gone were the days..

gone were the days i could hold his hand like a little girl and sit on his lap and giggle. or the times he'd put my feet on his palm to see how much i was growing. i guess it's cos i'm not a little girl any more and that time's passed. i missed it.

gone were the days..

of me being mommie's baby girl and daddy's diamond.