Just keep going, and get better.

Don't stop, strive at it.

In order for things to happen, you need to work for it.

Tired, but still.

Going to sleep in a while more.

If you could pour your misery into me. I don't mind. In fact, I'd love to hear of it.

I'd love to be concerned for you.

I'd love it.

And I'd want to make you feel better. To see that sweet smile.

It takes more time I suppose. More time.

Hope. And you better pray.