The guy who never fails to do anything he can to make me happy. When I said I was red and high, you rushed down. When I was leaving for korea, you fetch me to the airport. Touchdown with a horrible nausea, brought me to see the doc and drove me home. Took the iniative to buy chai xim and wanted to cook porridge for me. Offered to cook me spaghetti when I said I wanted to eat.
Now you're sick, all I do is just sit here and do nothing. Cause sometimes I feel that I am helpless and cant make anything to make you feel better. Please recover soon. I know you cant afford to be sick.
Did I mention I spent my new years' eve on my bed blowing my nose off and partying with tissue papers. First time I fell so ill. Down with a high fever after like so many years. Sick for the 6th consecutive day. Nonetheless, the boy came down to find me, even if it is for a while, it was warm. It was nice to be in his arms. A place I rather choose to be then anywhere else.
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