You were the first person who cared. The first person who asked if I was fine. The first person who asked me the same question when I already answered, "I'm fine." The first person who didn't just pretend to care.
It's been a long time since you asked how I was doing. It's been so long since you held my hand. Not once, not twice. I already lost count.
But darling, I think you're taking too long. Where are you? Come back now. Hold my hand and until then I must say, "I'm fine.".
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Love, Heartbreaks and Tragedies
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