Tim Ebuengan
Jul 28, 2017 · 1 min read

I still wish this was all a bad dream.

I miss my dad so much.

His laugh.

His smile.

His presence.

I miss him that it hurts so much. I used to joke that I’d rather be broken-hearted than to fail my accounting exams; but no. This heartbreak is so painful that I would do ANYTHING just to stop it.

I want to go back to the past, and reminisce every single second with him. I would stop doing silly things and focus on hanging out with him and the rest of my family. I would talk to him and ask him every single thing about his childhood, his dreams, and anything under the sun. I JUST WANT TO TALK TO HIM.

If this is a bad dream, PLEASE, someone, anyone, WAKE ME UP.

    Tim Ebuengan

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    I believe I'm here on earth to witness a miracle, and be that miracle

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