anniversary

 today marks 12 years of you being gone, dad.........i'm at the point in which i have spent more years without you than with you.......
12 years since, without you, we fled our town, our state.......in search of what? a better life in são paulo? that's what mom has always justified, but i think she was trying to flee from the pain.........like it permeated the land, a poison she needed to get away from..........all your things left behind under the bed, still there a decade unmoved.........
so missing pernambuco is missing you too..........for long i have been missing you now, for most of my life now. you never met my partner....and you won't.........you will never see me grow. i try not to think about you when i can, but this day is always hard.....always. i hope you're up there somewhere when i look into the sky at night from the road, i always wonder......where you ended up.