She sighed, as if somehow it can be interpreted by others as answers to their bottomless questions. She can't stop herself from the wonder of one's thoughts. How much of them travel to wrong directions.

Are you okey?
Are you sure?
Where have you been?

She's been trying to sum up some things in her mind. It takes some time to clear up a space in her head to do so, but she gotta do it at one point. She knows one thing in certain, aside from the fact she is not okey, she can't always answer them that way. At one point, they will hear her lies better.

How can that happen?
Why didn't you say anything?
Have you go to someone yet?

With the palm of her hand she reaches into the center of her chest as she thinks of how much fatigue she poured over her lungs. They went up and down, filling themselves with air that are obviously even dirtier than her blood stained sleeves.

How can you do such a thing?
Do you ever try to stop?
What is it with you?

Their faces are full of emotion which she can't face the same. She looked into their eyes and have no clue how can someone who knows so little, see so much. Why can't she do the same for herself, she can't stop wondering.

You're okey.
You're beautiful.
I love you.

She should have seen the lies between on letters to another. For if anyone knows what lies looked like, she will be the best. Keeping so many words in her heart buried like puddles of fall leaves. She should be the one who know better.

But. What the hell?

She loves him anyway.