To the father who held his daughter in his strong, hardworking hands when she was little because no one else could,
To the father who played hide and seek with her and always hid in the same spot,
To the father who always got her gifts and hid them so she could find them,
To the father who loved his daughter but didn't know how to express it,
To the father who wanted to be her hero but didn't know how to show it,
To the father who wanted to be her best friend but, at that time, it was regarded as abnormal,
To the father who wanted to stand right by her, even when he was silenced by the noises,
To the father who is her only support but still feels helpless,
To the father who wipes away his tears, still wondering if he could have done more.
To the father who , despite everything, will always be her hero .
❤️❤️❤️
