Waves Of Blue

fine

-How are you?
-I am fine.
-Come on, be honest.

( I feel like I am drowning, but everywhere I look I see people breathing softly and slowly.
Even on happy days, I can feel sadness clinging to my bones, I cry and scream in the language that no one understands.)

-Honestly, I am fine.
- Just fine, is that all?

(I have tasted heaven and cried for days after it. In my dreams I am Icarus, flying too close to the sun. I wake up sweating. I am afraid to touch the sun.)

-Yes, just fine.