Barto:

He knew she wasn’t.

                                  “What’s got ya sayin’ shit like that, anyway?
                                    M’fine, always been.”

                                   He also wasn’t.

      It was like some sort of weird sixth sense. Monet simply felt he wasn’t alright.
             And that of playing the tough guy didn’t work on her.

       — ❝ Aha.❞ 

               She nodded, like if she had believed his words.
         Her arms wrapped around him, her fingers slowly caressing his hair, looking at him.

— ❝ .….❞ 

                Sometimes the strongest people are not okay. 
                  Sometimes they’ve simply have been the strong ones for too long.