"Yes, but at least you have a father." l said because I know how important it is to have a father in your life, and I miss that feeling.
I miss feeling protected and safe because while my dad was alive, l didn't need to fear anything.
He kept on looking ahead, and I could tell that I wasn't going to get a response out of him anymore.
"Do you feel suffocated." l asked. l don't wish to resurface old memories for him, but l just asked because l don't want that feeling for him.
l hope it's different for him. I hope he doesn't feel that painful weight that is always pressed on my chest, making it almost impossible for me to breathe on a daily basis.
He reluctantly nodded, and l felt a tear unwillingly fall from my eyes.
This innocent little boy is going through the most, and the most pain
