About Love

Papa was a logical person

His brain was contained all with common sense

He was strong and complete crazed with discipline

He was neat and tidy and everything putted on its place accurately

He never wasted his time and used leisure in great quality

He was a winner

He putted himself as champion,

 Always been in number one, He didn’t want to be beaten

Even in a chess match with my brother,

He took it as a real battle

He had a high blood pressure which made him easily consumed by anger

But he loved jokes too though, he was funny in fact

Even he found funny… let’s just say … in a little bit bad way

To be precise, in mocking people harshly

Like how people are so stupid… and he thought it was funny

He was a type of a person who barely proved his feelings with some specific words

He believed it’s more sensible to show it with deeds

He didn’t say he loved me often

He pretty much knew I already got the point,

And indeed I did

He was never ever talked about love

Never

Ever

Well,

But once

Jut once

It was all when I was a teen

When I once loved a boy blindly

Who had a great gut to give me first kiss

But then beautiful days must ended

A break up led to an immature demented act

In weeks sniveled, no food eaten

Locked self in a cave

Bloom became doom

But then papa asked me to have a conversation in a dinner table

Just between us

A talk with an eye contact, which I didn’t like

He began without prologue

He said …

“Put him in a test”

And then…

“If your love to him is too great, and his love is proper enough to have a girl like you. Embrace yourself to deal with God’s plan. Put him in a test to grow without you. Raise his level up to a real man or failed. A test to put him in a higher level, to be cleverer. If he finally reaches that place, he shall realizes how a fool he was who did a great mistake. Then he will win you back, but if it’s not, to my daughter he’s not good enough. No match at all”

I was like just stroke by an ambush of enemy’s troops

The words which came up from a tempered man

The man who would erase ‘love’ in all dictionaries

The king in my heart of immortality

Finally spoke and offered his best advice

As undeniable lesson from the Mighty God to described love

His version of love has no flaw

When a dad and daughter stargazed together, came home and fixed all the broken, save his last breath to promised to see his daughter graduate

A father’s way of romantic acts

To complete the family member

Until in peace he rest at 27^th September

And after one year gone

His first and the last lesson about love still remain

So when i think about it, it will always like he’s still here

Talking in front of me

With an eye contact,

With vibes and a tone of his voice I always remember

And last..
Even we barely said love
A love between us
Without a test, i could trust