Worried.
Tears are flowing down my cheeks.
My heart aches. And it's hurting even more.
How I wish I can leave right now to see you. And just sit beside you to watch you sleep.
Give you all my TLC and be there when you need me.
I miss your noise. I miss your liveliness. I miss you running and hoping around.
Get well soon. Butsie.
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