such a simple word

with so much to say.

i set my food aside

no longer hungry.

i refused to meet his eye

as he stopped chewing and watched me rest my chin on my knees.

such a short statement

such that i almost thought he might not have heard

my small desperate plea

for someone to help me.

“Sora-chan,” he said

and he too placed down his food.

when i didn’t look up he placed a hand on my shoulder.

“it’s okay.”

i glanced up in surprise.

his eyes were warm and

soft.

“it’s okay

to not be okay,”

he whispered

for just me to hear.

and in that moment

i truly saw Kohaku for who he was.

not for who he covered up himself with.

i truly saw

that he wasn’t okay.

that he hadn’t been okay

i hadn’t been okay

we hadn’t been okay

for a long long time.

no one’s really okay.

maybe thinking that was my mistake.

Kohaku said nothing more

everything had already been said.

instead he wrapped his arms around me

into a warm hug.

and we both buried ourselves in each other’s embrace

crying silently

for we are not okay.

[ok not gonna lie, i think i’ve finally caught the feels]