death becomes the shadow of truth

...and so i mourned. but tell you what,here's a li'l spice on Liam's death. he died in the morning of July 17 then got a call from my sister in the afternoon informing that my gramps had died. what would you feel? i couldnt say a word.i couldnt even cry. i was caught up in the middle of 2 loved ones that left me.it was such an excruciating feeling.pains that were too difficult to handle.truth that was unacceptable. i grieved...
and when November 14 came,my world reached its darkest spot. it was the end of my dreams. it all ceased in me when the closest man i have died. the man whom i loved but never knew. the only man who pushed me to be my best.who taught me how life is. my inspiration and my strength. he is my DAD.the best man of my life. he was the 3rd person i lost on that same year. the most precious person.i never knew what condolence meant until he died.though im partly happy cause he died peacefully.and he knew he'll be gone on that day...
my dad was very strict. he rarely talks to the family. but the only possession he'd want me to hand him was my diploma. yes,im close to him cause im the youngest. my siblings could hardly start a conversation with him cause he wasnt that easy to handle. i was the only person who could make him laugh,who could argue with him about politics. but now it's all gone forever...