Today is a date I'd never forget in my life. It has been exactly a year since my dad passed on. Bad memories linger around.. How he used to suffer in silence in the hospitals. How I saw him losing so much of weight in just a few months.

I still haven't gotten over his loss, to be honest.

Sometimes when I am on the way back home after work, I'd be looking forward to see my dad on the way like how I used to before. Then it'll strike me that I actually will never be able to see him again. Sometimes when I buy food back home, I'd wonder what should I get for my dad as well, and then it'll strike me again. I have to take a person off the list. It really hurts so bad, but I don't talk about it to my family members. I don't want to rub salt into their wounds as I know they're trying their best to move on as well.

When I watch any movies with any daddy sentiments, I tear so much. I miss those heart to heart talks I had with him. The jokes he used to crack just to see me smile. And the way he'd salute me before wishing me goodnight. These are memories which I'll never be able to forget.

He's not gone. He's still living in my heart, and in the hearts of everyone who adored him as much.