You took me to the cinema.
We watched "MISSION IMPOSSIBLE"
It was quite a great time.
But before that,
It was my worse time.
You took me to the nearby clinic this morning.
Right after I opened my eyes,
You called me up and appeared in front of my bed room door.
Maybe you don't really understand what I am writing now,
But seriously,
I hate the doctor who counselled me this morning.
She SUCKS.
I am admitted that I am having depression again.
That's what she said.
And on the way back from the cinema,
I was still thinking...
Am I mad ?
Please do help me.
You are the only who knows how serious is my illness.
I love you more than you love ME.
SERIOUSLY.
END

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