SMILE FOR CRIST SAKE.

I want to see you smile. I want to see your bright teeth gleaming and reflecting the sun's light in my eyes. I want to hear that giggle you make when you haven't understood the question, and I want to be able to see the glimpse of green in your eyes that is not there anymore. I need to see you happy, you don't understand. It is my duty to protect you from the harm that this world can cause you. It is MY armour that has to fight this battle,IM supposed to be your guardian angel, not yourself!Come on, let me in on your secret.Let me in on the reason why I am not priviliged of seeing that smile no more, and tell me why those eyes look dull and lifeless.Help me understand, It kills me to see you this way.I'm going to continue trying, I'll make a fool of myself if I have to.I'll run in the middle of the highway, end up on the news and smile at you from the T.V screen.I'll Jump off a plane with a parachute that says 'SMILE!' . I'll ride a buffalo to school and take you home on it aswell.I'll play rock-paper-scisors with the devil and I'll bargain with St. Peter.

And then,you will smile.You will smile because you have to.You will smile because all of the cells in your body will tell you that you have someone that would risk their life for you, and that if there was a big puddle of troubles, without even thinking, they would lie their jumper on it for you to walk on.You will smile because deep-down , below all that 'wannabe-depression' you will see that there is the light at the end of the tunnel.I, myself am that light. I'm your light.I'll save you before I save myself,I swear.Because I know that this; all of this here that I have just said,Yeah.
You would do the same for me.

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