Deserve. Does not matter fatigue, fear, suffering. Deserve. For that moment in which everything seems to you that it is finally where and where, in the right place. For that perfect moment in which you forget that you may be wrong, maybe nothing makes sense. For those five minutes you're not thinking about the end. Happiness corresponds to those five minutes. Happiness may not really exist or maybe it never comes alone, it is not pure. It always comes with uncertainties, the terror that everything could disappear or collapse in a second, and who knows what wounds would leave failure, eternal hopes ... What is sadder than eternal hope? Eternal hope is not something positive ... think well what I say. But that does not matter. Deserve. Whatever I do from now on, I will never ask myself whether I am hurt or doing good, but if it is worth it. Deserve. Your child, mine ... deserves anything.