The Last Man in my Life.

As I have posted a month ago, everything changed. Even FEELINGS changed.

He never told me I am beautiful. He just hugged me once. He always leads me to cry. We don't share the same interests. I don't appreciate him. He's not the man of my dreams...
But that was before.
He's my inspiration. He gives me courage. At least he never fails to give me advices. He wants the best for me and I do appreciate it. He makes me smile more often than before. I respect him a lot. I so love this man. He was the last man who greeted me during my birthday. weell, im talking about my father. And I do promise him that no matter what happens, he would still be the last man in my life.