"Nothing's going to be okay",
You told yourself.
You shouted the words at the mirror,
Convincing yourself they were true.
But then there it was.
There was this voice,
The speaker was clear as day.
You sat down in the corner,
Balled up with your reddened wrist.
And you listened.
You listened closely,
Sniffling your nose.
The voice carried on,
Telling you it will get better.
That he will be with you the whole time,
Helping you.
And you believed.
-Side note: this was about Luke Hemmings and Niall Horan being there for me just thought I would acknowledge that aw-
