Hey, papa, how are you doing? What is it like to watch over me from above the clouds? This world is so crazy that sometimes I just want to come to you and find rest in your embrace.
But I can't.
I would like to tell you that I know you didn't want to leave me. It was just destined to happen. I wasn't fortunate enough to make and share memories with you. There were no fancy cameras to capture what we had and what we have, but those moments are forever etched in my heart. They've become parts of who I am.
I just want to let you know that I am doing fine, we are fine. I hope that you are, too. I wonder if you are one of the stars above the sky that I look up to at night, the ones I talk to and even wish on. Every time I'm happy, I always wonder what it would be like if you were still here, celebrating with me. There are also moments when out of the blue, I want to know the reason why you left so early; the time for us wasn't enough for me. I was five years old when I lost you and I want to share a longer time with you.
One day I will understand everything but for now, this girl who tries to fit in this crazy world, this girl who tries to be a better person just like how you raised me, this girl who tries to understand the reason why we don't have you anymore, misses you so much.
Yes, papa, I'm still a girl, after all. I will always be your little girl—whether you're still here with us or not.