everything will be ok
he said " everything would be ok "
we both knew that was a lye
he just wonted me to belive it
just wonted me to smile
but how could i
i just sat there and stared at him
in such disbelief
he was thinking of how he could help
he had no idea
so he gave me a hug and just sat next to me
that actually helped me
i smiled
he started to cry
he didn`t understand how i could actualy smile when he knew how bad it was
he knew that tomarrow everything would not be ok
but for a second
I WAS ACTUALLY OK
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