Somebody tell me...

Things are gonna be okay.
Are they?

I prayed. I hoped. I wished.
I controlled.
But still the tears flowed.

But theyre worth it.
Worth hearing his explainations.
How worried he was.

He made me cry.
But he made me smile.

My soulmate-him.

Dearest sister,
i love you.
no replacement.
just you.