its dad's birthday today. his 51 years of living on this earth. still, he's good at keeping and hiding secrets. i wonder how long will he keep it? i doubt that he'd even have any intention on letting us in on his little secret. i'm tired of acting like the happy middle child when everything's a wreck. i'm also tired of him dragging mom down with his issues. sadly, i never get tired of missing him, and hoping for every second that things could get back to how it used to be. we used to be happy. why aint things the same now?
i love you. i hope you'd never forget to love me dad. i'm just scared that you will forget about us. i'm scared that you will forget that you have a family that needed you more than anything. i'm scared.