thestrangeone
The little booth in the restaurant we sat in was lonely. There wasn't a single soul to be seen as we sat there for hours just talking... catching up. Words couldn't express how happy and relieved I felt to be with to my dad after all these years, telling him everything. Then I woke up. I tasted the painful reality. He's still in heaven. And I was still alone.
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