Tonight (I imagined) would be like those night when my dad and my mom would stay outside my room, my dad playing his guitar and singing, my mom would be telling him stories on what's happened the whole day in the office, and I'd be watching TV or chatting/blogging. I miss my Dad and his songs. I miss having him tell me "Archuleta nasad (again)?" "Shine it's late, you better sleep". So tonight, I wish it'll just rain so I won't be thinking about it.
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