I love you (№ 36372)

- A boy! - palms firmly grasped her swarthy cheeks - I love you. I don't want to be a deity with whom you share only the light of their joy, fire of love, the sweetness of victory and the brightness of fortune. I'm not a deity. I'm a man. And I want to share with you all: the darkness fears, the bitterness of defeat, the gloom of anguish and frustration. And I love you all: with all the advantages and disadvantages.