And then we sat on the ground. Looking up to the polluted sky, no star being seen. So did my mind. It's polluted. Polluted by a poisonous fog that crawled every 9. I was starting to get numb, my mind started becoming hazy. At that very moment, I needed to be rest assured, I needed to feel safe. Safe from my own thoughts. And that's when I glanced at him when he then suddenly clasped his hand into mine, tightly. He didn't utter any word. He was just there, being present. We sat there quietly for a moment. Breathing. Blinking. Feeling the skin of each other. Connecting into each other's mind.
I was about to ask him a question when he all of a sudden said, "Just breathe. Everything might not be okay right now and everything might not be okay tomorrow. Being not okay is just a phase in life, so does being okay. There will be time when you'll feel okay and when you won't. Just take a deep breath and remember this too shall pass. But most of all, always remember that I will always be there when you don't feel okay. I will stay until you'll feel better. Until your mind become less polluted and until you're able to stand firm on your feet. That's when I will momentarily leave just so I can come back to you."
I stared long into his eyes and I smiled. I might not be okay right now but the most important thing is I know that I am loved. That's all that I need.
