I can't cure your virus.

Does your sky darken when the sun shines? You have tears in your eyes; does it hurt to go blind? You're cold, you're warm, and you’re ill at ease. Let me accompany you, please... please: you're not obligated to endure this alone. I'll tear your tears away for a simple moment. We'll share a smile; you and I. We'll smile together. Can you feel the secret grow? Instead of tears, there are stars on your cheeks. When you smile they glow. Do you feel the secret? It's stronger now. We're growing together as we grow apart.