Shall I tell you not to lose heart?

You have half of mine. Whenever you feel a cut in there, I bleed.

Shall I tell you our prayers would not come unanswered?

What you start in supplication ends at the tip of my words.

Or shall I tell you we are working hard for this, we want this, we are concentrated on this that’s why we can do it so don’t lose hope if you don’t have a job yet.

With only a little time spent with you compared to the couple of decades you spent here in the world, I am doubting my doubt if you are really alright. I am disturbed because I feel you are not alright and you say you worry because you don’t have a job still so I think there is really something wrong.

Shall you read the first 5 lines again? And continue reading the lines after this.

You have half of my heart.

You’re prayers and mine are the same.

You and I always.

Because I thought you were worrying all along. don’t ever.

Shall we?