Dear diary

Sometimes I just feel sorry for myself.

There's so much things that I can do, yet I can't do the most important ones.

I'm sorry for not being able to understand.

I really want to help, just so much.

I wished that I could understand.

I hoped that I could make you feel better. I can't.

All I can is just giving you whatever you want.

That is the least I could do, and yet the most that I know of.

Nothing I do will help isn't it?

I don't know how long would it be like this.

I don't cry when I see you sad because I don't want you to feel worse.

All I can do is to give you my limitless love and care.

All I want is to see you feel better.

For you, to recover.

How long would it take? I don't know.

I really hope it'll be soon. Real soon.