"what's wrong with you?"
you questioned me; your eyes locking with mine for the first time. my teeth stayed stapled shut as i blinked aimlessly back at you.
your eyes squinted and an eleven marked itself in the middle of your brows as you inched closer to my neck, the rope burn still visible.
"i'm okay," i whispered, my throat already sore from two words. you backed away with shock, acting as if you thought i couldn't talk.
"really," my hands stuck to my sides, sweaty from the embarrassment of your facial expressions. my eyes left yours and met the ground, the next words barely even audible to myself,
"i'm fine."
YOU ARE READING
trying.
Poetry"I'm okay ̶ ̶ really, I'm fine," © playlist bangtan boys h.r. : #111 in poetry
