"Cloudy, Sometimes Meatball Rain" I like this title.
One day there will be a hamburger in the sky, and then, at the request of a father, an ice cream snowfall for his son.
Every father's love for his children is an ice cream snow. Cold, but sweet.
Every father thinks it's best to have a child, what he needs, in the moment. Every child is rebellious and they always think they can get better.
So when someone asks: "Why are the closest people the farthest. Why do the closest people always understand each other's love until the last moment."
I would answer: "It's not that we don't love each other, it's that we I love each other so much that I can't face each other. I am the closest to my family, so I often ignore the feelings of my family. The language is too direct, the expression is too frank, and I don't know how to hide and hide, thinking that you fully understand my love for you."
Until one day, someone Left us, or we left their sight, only to realize that, oh, we have always loved each other deeply. Unspeakable doesn't mean it doesn't exist, just like nature's love for us, the sun rises every day, it's there, it never says "I love you..." But we all know it loves us.
Yes Dad, I know you love me...
I love you too!
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