Let It Be

i'm nineteen this year, and i'm fully understood about it. but, how come - even my own Dad force me to have someone to be with. come on, Dad. you never even care where am i tonight, right? why on earth are you talking about love, virginity or whatsoever.. you don't even have on do you?
you lost it, Dad. well, you're a man in fact. so it won't be a scar right in it. really. but the story has been told to me. you're not the man i think you are. how bad or how good is that, better or worse, you're still my Father - my Dad - the only man in the world that i care about. well, for now.
why God. such a difficult way to find someone that i have to take care of - and take care of me back. do i needed it? or what? am i that strong, so You won't create such a lovely human being to sit next to me for sickness and health?
in fact, i'm not. i'm such vulnerable as a glass of wine. i'm such thick as the ice in the north pole.
i was thinking that it was not the right time for me to have someone such precious, because i'm having something as big as the mount fuji to solve - even wanted to destroy anything next to them in such sort notice. i have something to do.
at least, let me be happy - from the bottom of my heart.