Panic attacked at 4 a.m. in the morning. Stress out for I’d conduct a test with high ranks as the participants. Cried silently but as always I can’t hide anything from you. You were extremerly sleepy (don’t lie, I knew it) but still you woke up and searched for some medicine. It really stroke me out, you could’ve stayed sleeping, but you refuse not. Reached my body then pat pat the stomach with a comforting face whispered, “you’ll be fine.”

And more tears running down on my cheeks.. No, not because it was hurts but because I never been loved this deep. Thank you.