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He Is Not There

I Lost You; I Treasure You.

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He is not there. The one I know is not there. Yet here he is. In all his weakness, he smiles — A different kind of smile, one that sends my soul to another world.

A world where I once believed Only painful memories existed. Somehow, that same world is suddenly filled with memories I had never noticed —

“I don’t want to go back there anymore. Please…” I cried in his arms. “You will never go back there,” he whispered, holding me tightly. “I’m your dad, ain’t I?” I smiled with tears.

“No! Don’t tell me what to do!” I screamed. “She doesn’t want to! Stop forcing her!” He stood between us. He stood for me.

“I don’t want this man to be my husband.” He looked into my eyes. “You don’t like him?” “I don’t.” “Then that’s enough for me.” Five months later, he held my hand to place it in the one I chose.

“This home is for you and your mother.” He looked at me with certainty. “As long as I’m here, no one will ever force you to leave.”

As long as I’m here. As long as I’m here. I’m here..

Haaahh… A breath rushed into my heart. My soul sharply returned. Grandpa… I look down In his eyes I’m drowned. I lay my head on his warm, yet hard, chest, I said, “I love you.” “I love you too. May Allah bless you and grant you paradise.” “Ameen,” I whispered. “With you… and my dad.”

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