Now you see me for who i am.

Chasing pavements.

It was the last day i was gonna see daddy-o. And yet knowing that it was my last time, i didn't bothered entering his room. I thought he would at least wake me up-he does know i do get grumpy if he tries to wake me up at an inappropriate time. But what he doesn't know is that i do feel a slight glimpse of happiness when he gives me that soft nudge just to say that word goodbye. I saw myself vanishing under the blanket at 2 a.m. Pillow fight was on. I could see alphabets floating/circling around my head. Few things such as bullocks. My dad. How my day went. The number of cigarettes I've been puffing and huffing away. Whether it was going to rain tomorrow. My stinking exams. How empty my house would be with one missing soul. My future. My friends who i'm so grateful to have.

All that thinking caused me an hour of my time. before i knew what hit me, it was 3 a.m and i felt slightly drowsy. My vision turned blur and my eyes were half shut. My system has finally decided to shut down on me. &&&&&,
daddy was gone.