𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬

~ o k a y ~

"but i'm okay,"
she said,
her voice as
smooth
as the surface
of the
m o o n.

"don't be,"
he whispered,
a sense of
belongingness
in his voice,
as the night
s k y held
them
close
and
together
as could b e.
"be   r e a l
instead."