I need your smiles now. I need to perk my sudden depression, and reverse it all back to the happiness I received when I felt your smiles. I feel like a mess, and your smiles seem to be the only salvage to my sorry situation. I need to feel that sudden relief I felt when you were right near me. It's an obsession with your smile that is driving me insane. The strength I derive from watching you from a distance is immeasurable; it warms my heart. Cliche as it may sound, it's all true. Smile, because it makes my day so worthwhile. Even slogging doesn't seem torturous anymore; it's all for a good cause. I bet you aren't even aware of any of these.

All I wanted to do was to strive and work hard for what I really want. Is that too much for everyone to accept?