I looked at you from afar.
You looked sad.
I wanted to ask you that.
And I did.
But you never gave an appropriate response.
Not even your closest friends know what's going on.
What's wrong, my love-oh, excuse me. My friend?
What is bothering you?
Maybe you just don't want to burden anyone with what you're dealing with.
But I want you to know that if you need someone to talk to,
I'm only a call away.