I spend so much time with you
Yet I know so little about you
I know your name and your last name
And the day that you were born
But I don’t know your age
I know of your likes and your dislikes
But have no idea why
I wonder sometimes
But don’t dare to ask
In the end
None of that is important
Your existence is all that matters
Your astonishing brain
Your capacity to explain a difficult subject
And put it into simple words
Your existence is all that matters
Who you are, what you do
Or how long you’ve lived
Aren’t the things I need to know
Because you’re kind, because you care
Because you’re there
Everything is unnecessary
Your existence is all that matters.

Robert Varela