A Dream That Hits Me Back To Reality

I haven't bath yet. I straight away to blogging after woke up from a very frightful dream i was having.
I had a dream where my dad is gone. Gone forever. And i can't seem to accept the fact that he's not here anymore. I was the weakest among all as all i do was crying. My whole body was shaking. I regretted all the hugs and kisses, that i took for granted when he's still alive, i regretted that i didn't provide enough love for him. I cried whenever, i tell people that he's gone. I miss to hold his rough hand. I regretted all those good night kisses that i simply forgotten or ignored to give because i always know, there's always tomorrow ( i was wrong ). I miss every particular things about him.

And, i realised that i have tears coming from my eyelid and pillow sheet is wet. It was just a dream and i am so much grateful for that. I seriously can't imagine my life without him. Better in fact, without them. Both of parents. I can't imagine how and i refuse to. I am very good with imagination and can simply cry or laugh or smile through it. So, i refuse to imagine how my life would be without them.

This dream make me decide to go home today and skip my tomorrow class. Off to bed now, chop chop!