I’ve always wanted to live in Cebu. It’s a whole new environment for me, but I was never scared for what it has for me.
Cebu was my late dad’s hometown – Toledo City to be exact! And maybe, maybe that’s the reason why I wanted to be here. Maybe by just being here, I could feel that I am with him even though he isn’t really physically here, with me.
To long for someone who will never come back is so damn hard. You keep on longing for his presence but you will never feel it. You keep on remembering the way he talks,but only whispers from the past will be the only thing you could ever grasp for.
I miss you, Dad.
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