terça-feira, 16 de agosto de 2011


Dad got worse. I can't explain how I feel right now.

Kinda like throwing up the food I didn't eat today.
Not like sleeping at all.
Scared. to lose. him.
Hopeless. (and I shouldn't say that!)

But I pray. I pray to the Lord, with all His mercy that my dad comes back home. renewed.
I pray that God protects him in that hospital and that he is gonna be FINE.

Dad, I love you.

Please, come back to me. I can't do without you.

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