I know how reserved you are. I know that something is happening to you and you are not going to tell me...
I want to help you, like the millions time that you have helped me. But you are so inscrutable that sometimes I feel that I need a key to get to you.
I am here, and you know it
I don´t want to feel useless, I don´t want to feel that something is happening and I am not doing someting...
I love you so much that it hurts me kwowing that you are not o.k.
I love you so much that I would do anything to see you happy always.-
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