pickmeadaisy:

The other night, i was writing. You were practicing a song. You crept over to my side of the bed to see but i hid it from you. It was my sadness, and i didn’t want you to see it. You were amused, and slightly perplexed. I had a secret you didn’t know about. 

We continued our movie in the dark later on and you asked me if i was okay. I said yes, and you said that it was okay if i didn’t want to tell you about it. I was clutching your fingers and my lips, they were about to split into blood. There were these tears that had started to run down my face and it all hurt like how it had hurt before. I think you recognized that look. It was the same one i had before i went into the hospital. And you dropped everything and brushed my hair away and wiped those tears with one thumb after another my face was in your hands. 

You kept repeating, “Everything’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay.”

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