I wish you could see me now, dad,
I turned to be a strong man, a worker, a lover, a passionate for life.
I wish I could talk with you now, dad,
receive advice from you, your critic to my works,
without fighting anymore.
I wish I could know you now, dad,
without the preconceptions of your divorce from mom.
But you are gone now, dad,
and you can’t never come back.
(R.I.P. Juan Carlos Torres)