Refreshing pain..

What?.. It's like a year since i entered my last blog..

Funny. All I see as I browsed my writings are pain, and anguish and woes of a broken heart from a person that don't even deserve the love I can give.

Moving on.. I thought I would never write in this blog again..
leaving the memories of the past where it belong. And yet, here I am again. Typing the words that pops out of my head.

Minutes ago I just read the article about the progress on my father's case. As my eyes read every words. As if my head's trying to visualize the happening on the confession. tears starts falling. As if the pain refreshed. The wound's cut open. Something inside of me hurts and somewhat is rejoicing. Justice is on our reach.

I begin to feel the pain, as i saw the picture of my father's murderer. As he was confessing and saying how sorry he was, Did he heard about my father's goodwill?.. Is he sorry cause the man, loved by Ajuy died in their hands. As he narrated how they chased my father to his death, I don't know what to feel.. all i know is I felt the pain.

I rejoiced somehow cause the mastermind was determined. I thought is my father happy with all this progress?.. Is he watching us from up there? Does he know how much we are in pain? How we terribly miss him?

I used to look at the picture tita gave me. As I was looking at the picture, it has almost all of my relatives in there. Which I met at that time. Then, as if he was talking to me, I thought I've lost him. But looking at the picture, he never left me alone. He left me but he left me with all his loved ones. I met my relatives, which he never had the courage to introduce me to. which was more painful.. i missed him so much..