You know, I really wanted to talk to you. I wanted to tell you everything really. But when I've read that sentence about useless wheelchair I forgot everything. I thought: "What the hell I need, except it?". You said, that wish you had at last years' midnight is nearly came true. And so was mine. 'cause my wish was this words to be true.

My deal is over, I suppose. I was near, when you need me. And now I'll go away. That's it.

I'll pray for you, dear. My sunshine. My happiness.